Or at least, that was Mike's understanding. He didn't really deal with the political side of things; he dealt with the test tube side.Tonight there wa...s a fundraiser dinner; a big one. An important one. It was a formal event, and everything had to be entirely in order, so the only hurdle was his wife.In Mike's field, you had to play the game. You had to be willing to dress up, play the role of the wholesome all-American family, the conservative good people. Mike didn't have a problem with that -. Three years later we were married and during the next two and a half years she had born me a daughter and son. We both wanted to have our children while we were young, even though it meant we would struggle financially for a while.Fortunately, at least for us although obviously not for her aunt, Jan's maiden aunt died and left us a small three bed-roomed house in an older suburb of Sydney. This enabled us to live on just my wage while Jan was a full time mum, something we both wanted and had. She squirted her juices all over my face until I could finally cover her pussy and start lapping them up. She sure tasted good and sweet. When she finished I just laid there for several minutes and then sat up. My cock was hard again and she reached over and pulled me on top of her. My cock found it’s mark and easily slipped into her awaiting pussy. Once fully in I remained still and let the warmth of her encompass my whole cock. Slowly I started pumping and after a few minutes I was fucking. "Sorry. I was just helping the neighbours."Fiona – his father's partner - smirked when she saw Jenny come to the door and wave at Ezra, who returned it."She's way too good for you," Fiona told him jokingly and he just grunted as he climbed into Fiona's small car. They were going to enrol at his new College, and as his dad had been called away at short notice to do an urgent job, Fiona was going to take him."Sorry, no places left," the Principal of the College told Ezra who sighed as Ezra's.