Her hand was trapped beneath her, her fingers clawing at her young pussy.Although she had never been fucked, Anita just knew that it would be wonderfu...l. She'd seen a lot of pictures of people fucking in the magazines her older brothers sometimes read. And, once in a while, when she was very lucky, she got a glimpse of a real cock when one of the boys was passing to and from the bathroom. Nowadays it seemed to Anita that all she ever thought about was fucking. It was all she wanted, all that. She was wearing a pair of fully fashioned stockings a small suspender belt black stilettos, a white nursing bra for her saggy tits and a thin see though G-String. She sat cross legged and the Prince was clearly happy with his mature Lady. She said how his cock although all hard and erect swung as he walked. As he neared her she could see it close up. It was all scarred and pocked marked, ebony black and shiny, the veins darting from side to side as he twitched it in front of her face. It seemed. She did have an awesome, tight little body. Those tits seemed to still be budding. To his eyes she looked like a highschooler but he knew she had to be older than that. He closed the door of the massage room. "So, do I get on the table or what?" he asked impatiently.Kat's mouth was dry but she nodded, "Yes, please. What kind of massage..." she trailed off, her mouth left hanging open as Bud dropped his towel.He didn't quite pose but he gave her several seconds get a good look at what he had. The media chopper touched down next and all the press corps scrambled to get set up. A few minutes later Marine One touched down; not knowing what the protocol was, I walked to the chopper and when the rotors stopped turning, walked to the door and waited.A marine in dress blues came down the stairs as the door touched the ground, stood at attention and waited for the passengers to unload.After all the introductions and photo ops, we headed to the big meeting room. Ching Lee and Patti had a.