We don't step aside."We face down death. We don't hide like scared children."We take what life dishes out. We don't cry over spilled milk."We do our b...est, even when - like a few nights ago - it was not enough..." Mr. President. I am sorry, Sir."I am sorry that I failed President Gray on Tuesday night. I am so sorry that I'm alive and he died, because I wasn't just an instant faster, or a little stronger..."America; pay attention to that voice, for it is the voice of the next generation. He. I can feel him trying to thrust, a sign that he is going to cum soon, and I quickly remove my lips from his dick. He moans in exasperation. ‘Why’d you stop?!’ he shouts. ‘I want you to fuck me,’ I reply teasingly as I spread my legs. He grabs my ankle and roughly pulls me towards his dick, making me even wetter than I was before. He slams his dick deep into my pussy as he picks me up off of the bed. I grip his back as he starts to thrust deeper into me, bouncing me on his dick as he does so. We. " Well, congratulations, Rosa. My name is Clarice, Clarice Verblanc."They shook hands. "Glad to meet you Clarice." Likewise, I'm sure, " Clarice responded."Yeah, I was tearing up a bit. I came home from work and found my husband in bed with my sister." My God, that must have been some scene." Not really. They don't know I saw 'em." The tears began to roll down her cheeks and Rosa used her napkin to dab them away."Thanks, " Clarice said and sniffed. "I still can't believe it. My sister, that. I was tingling all over. My heart was racing a million beats per minute I was sure. I actually felt so lightheaded that I thought I was going to faint. ...and my penis felt like it was about to explode. I had never felt it feel so big in all my 12 years. "Is it alright if I take your panties off now? I asked her. She said, OK. My god, I was about to do it, and she didn't mind. I placed my thumbs on each side of her elastic, and pulled them down passed her knees, and down to her feet. I.