Bella squeezed one tentatively, marvelling at its size and firmness.“Suck it you used to” her mother ordered her.Bella obeyed willingly, and soon ...she was slurping away on her mom’s tit like she used to when she was a baby, making Maxine groan with pleasure. As she sucked her mom’s nipple, her hands slid hesitantly down her back until she was squeezing her mother’s firm ass cheeks through her jeans. Her mother giggled again and undid her trousers, before making a great show of pulling them down. I move to the other giving it the same loving treatment. I continue lower down your stomach stopping to dip my tongue in your navel. "Oh is there any belly button lint in there?" My hands have made their way down as my mouth has been exploring more slowly. They are rubbing and caressing your thighs and ass. Feeling your muscles and massaging them. My face is now level with your waist and I cling to you nuzzling you. I inhale the wonderful aroma that is all you and masculine. I grasp you firmly. .. McDonald's. Good, or no?"She smiled. "Good. I saw McDonald's in Guatemala. I thought American McDonald's must be good. First time I have eaten at McDonald's." Good," I said. "I did not want to disappoint you." I am not disappointed." She dove back at that burger.I felt better about the whole deal than common sense told me I should. We finished the meal, dumped our trash and got back in the truck."Wanna ride around?" Ride around?" she asked. "Why?" Just to see things. Or there's TV back in. President,” Samantha said. “Are you satisfied?” “I am,” the President said. “You make a good sex partner.” “Well, thank-you, Mr. President.” “Would you like to have more sex, Mr. President?” Samantha asked. Looking at the clock on one of the bedside tables, the President noticed that it was ten o’clock at night. No, I don’t want any more sex, besides I have a big day tomorrow getting the State of the Union ready.” They got dressed. Samantha and Douglas went to the Lincoln Bedroom for.