Her warm hand felt good on his shaft. They both watched Lynn fucking while the older woman played with his erection. She couldn’t take long strokes ...since he was less than six inches but it felt good when she squeezed his swollen cock head. She gave him a passionate kiss and lowered her body to her knees.She looked up at the younger man and said, “Just enjoy watching your wife get fucked while I do this.”She unbuckled him to give her better access to his throbbing shaft. He sharply inhaled as. I remove your red baseball cap and cast it carelessly aside. My hands shake as I begin undoing the buttons of your plaid shirt. I fumble, finding it difficult to clasp the small white plastic in my fingers. After the third button you takeover, finishing the job I had started. You let your flannel shirt fall off your arms, revealing your toned torso. You place your hands on my hips, bunching my dress up in clumps in and around your fingers. I lift my arms into the air allowing you to pull my. The expression “Madam President” was uttered often. Others simply said “My Queen”. Before long those that kneeled combined the two terms into “Madam President, My Queen” as Gwen slowly walked past them.Gwen smiled and responded to the adoring public with words like “Thank you”, or “I feel so humbled”, and “God Bless America!” Most of the people that gathered along the sidewalks were well mannered and the Secret Service agents had little trouble maintaining a modicum of order.Gwen knew that. Now I was sitting there watching this sweet little ten year old girl play with her pussy just six inches from my face. She stopped and asked,"Now can I see your boner?" yes, I think you waited long enough"Picking up my ass, I slid my boxers off and threw them on the floor. She knelt in the tub and looked down. "I can't really see it" she said.I stood up and her eyes widened with surprise. She stared at it for a bit and asked if she could touch it. I grabbed her hand and put it around my dick. I.