His orgasm built and built as a small dribble of pearly-white cum managed to leak from his cock’s engorged head as it inflamed. The trickle was mere... a precursor for what was to come. He could feel the pressure grow and grow to such an overwhelming degree that the power muscles of his cock could no longer contain it. His balls pressed against his thighs as they were dragged upward towards his groin. Small tears winced from the corners of his dilated unfocused-eyes as he reached his. " I miss doing it." I thrust my hips forward unintentionally, grinding my hard dick into her ass.She moaned. "You always used to make such a mess of me."Oh my god, I thought. Did she really just say that? So she must have known what I had been doing all those nights. I suppose it was foolish to think she wouldn't, considering the "mess" I would make."I won't make a mess this time, I promise," I whispered, a bit embarrassed. Still, it was not the scandalous act in my mind that it probably was to. I was humbled then by your trust, your faith, and your confidence in me. Today I seek to confirm your faith in me as your leader. America, we face a perilous juncture. One way leads to slavery and Godlessness. The other way ensures our freedom and God's salvation."President Stinson paused. He turned to regard the backdrop of American flags placed on either side of a stylized painting of the national cathedral. He attended services there, and he granted a televised press conference every Sunday. Thoughts of licking and sucking his feet, then moving up to the rest of his body crossed my mind. Of course this did nothing to help my erection go down. I guess I must have went pass my time because before I knew it uncle Paul said, "You know, your thirty seconds was up two minutes ago." I smacked his foot and acted like I was mad. "You were supposed to keep time uncle. I can't believe you had me down there that long," I shouted. Even though I relished every minute, I didn't want to let him.