” “Flattery will get you everything, my son,” she laughed nervously as I inched up behind her. “Is my little hole pretty?” she asked me, wig...gling her butt provocatively, “I’ve never seen it up close like you can.” ”It is a work of art, indira,” I praised her, “not a blemish on it. It is beautiful.” “I’m glad you find it pretty,” she murmured, “I’ve saved it for you.” “I love it,” I panted, not daring to believe this was really happening. “I’m ready to be deflowered,” she told me, spreading her. "As she bent to touch her toes, she heard Hugo go over to the cupboard, pick up something and return to the side of the bed. She could hardly stand for the fear which was making her knees wobble. She was sure he would zap her with the neural whip.Hiss. Crack!It was almost a pleasant feeling to be lashed with an ordinary whip, after fearing something much worse. Then she heard Hugo moving away.Crack!Uncontrollable screams of agony came from Helen as Hugo flicked the end of the whip with. “YES COME ON BIG TOYBOY GIVE IT TO ME!!!!! TREAT ME LIKE A SLAG!!!!!” DORATHY.WITH EACH SAVAGE THTUST OF NINE PLUS INCHES POLE-DRIVED INTO HER NOW EXEPTING BUM I LET OUT A LOAD GRUNT AND GRUNTED WORDS “ UUGGG!!!! UGGGG!!!! AHH!!!! AAHHHH!!!!!! TAKE!!!! IT!!!!!! TAKE!!!!!! THE!!!!!!! DICK!!!!!!! OLD!!!!!!! SPUNKER!!!!!!!!!, I could feel myself tense up quivering shaking my face contorted in sheer lustful pleasure I slammed to the hilt as aggressively as I could manage held deep fully emearsed in. No one argued the point.Jordan, Steve, and Gwen had to rehearse in the afternoon with the orchestra that would be playing at the dinner. Steve had never heard such good musicians. He felt a little intimidated, but thought about Billy's statement. Being shot does change a man's perspective. He'd do his best and let the chips fall where they may.The entire entourage was driven to the White House well before the actual dinner. Guests would attend a cocktail hour before dinner. Ted had strongly.