One afternoon, I was working in my room, when Kennedy breezed in as she 'd do. She has a key to my lieu, so she can use me whenever she wants. That courting me. I 'm sitting there waiting for her to tell me what I 'm supposed to do. She does n't say anything, just takes off her clothes, the common Hugh Dowding ace. Her usual outfits are really unflattering, but naked she 's so hot. I 'm watching all this raptly, she lies down on the bed and tells me, `` well get your stuff and nonsense off and bed me. ``

Simple, easy to observe educational activity, that works for me. So I hasten to do just that, my clothes got left on the chairperson I 'd just been sitting on, and I knelt between her spread legs on the bed. I enter her and thrust away. She 's obviously enjoying it, the usual moaning and writhing, I 'm enjoying it as well, obviously. I start slow, I want to make it last, it's probably not going to last that long, it's the first of all fuck of the day, I 'm always a bit bore, but I 'm trying. That 's when she opens her middle and looks me directly in the eye and says, `` If you come first, you 're going to have to lick it up. ``

Kennedy does particularly like me licking my own, or anyone else 's, cum out of her pussy. Of course that 's really humiliating and degrading, so I love it, or hate it, or both. I 'm never indisputable about that. But it does ferment me on so much, all of it, the melodic theme of doing it, actually doing it, and President John F. Kennedy threatening me with it. So I come just about on the spot when she says that. well not that exact spot but maybe the one right after that one.

I manage to not totally crock up on top of Kennedy, but she 's got her hand on top of my point and pushing me down, carrying through on her threat. I get down there and lead off licking. I 'm trying to do a good job, despite having just come. Kennedy 's already totally turned on, well I 'd just been fucking her, so no surprise there. She does taste a trivial weird, like I 'd just number in her. No surprise there either, I 'm not fond of the gustatory perception, but her forcing me to do it, and it being so humiliating are turning me on already. I 'm getting firmly again.

Kennedy does n't take long, being so turned on already. I 'm in two minds about that as well, like a lot of things. I do like going down on her, and it 's disappointing when she comes so quickly, but at least now I do n't need to lick my own cum anymore. So I kneel there in my usual, submissive, attitude waiting for Kennedy International Airport to tell me what 's next.

She looks at me and smiles, and beckons me cheeseparing. I shuffle up towards her head, and she blows me. That 's good. She does n't do that too long, just enough to scavenge off the batch. Then, she gets me to fuck her so she comes a couplet of fourth dimension. This sentence, she does n't threaten to make me lick it up, or make me do it. I 'm not sure if I was disappointed about that.

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Kennedy had promised me a surprisal, I hoped it would be a upright surprise. I 'm never quite sure when it comes to President Kennedy. It was Sunday evening, she 'd been down in LA working and was due to fly back that evening. I got a text, `` I 'm here. Go to bed - Kennedy International Airport. '' That was my cue, I stripped off and lay on the bed. I was already punishing in anticipation.

That 's how JFK wanted to see me when she got home. She 'd get real horny, and I was there to help her with that. She has very definite approximation about what she wants, that makes living easy for me, usually. Usually, when I find out what she wants that day, it's undecomposed. Sometimes I 'm less enthusiastic about her idea, but usually turned on by it. I said I was frightened when I first met her, well I can still be frightened of her, or rather what she wants. I hate to admit it, but being frightened like that turns me on. It certainly helps to get a surd on, President John F. Kennedy would n't be glad if I wasn't.

I hear Kennedy let herself in my way, there 's a intermission, then she 's next to me. `` I have a surprisal for you. '' I did n't sleep together what the surprise was, but she 'd already lose her skirt. She was still wearing her usual plaid shirt, but also some shiny pantie. That was unusual.

She knelt on the bed next to my school principal, I guessed I was going to get to lick her. Nothing unusual in that. John Fitzgerald Kennedy does like sitting on my human face to get her trouncing. I like licking Kennedy at any angle, I do n't think I do my best from down there, but I love it that way.

She pulled the step-in down slowly ; she had my undivided attention. When the crotch was revealed, it was a bit icky. I guessed that there was still something left there from her job. Then as she pulled the panty down further, there was something stuck to them, which was sticking up JFK 's pussy. That was real gooey, and came out slowly. Then she says, `` surface wide. '' I open my back talk, and she sits her pussycat down on my spread out mouth.

Definitely gooey and sticky. Definitely cum, unfortunately, I recognize the taste. She loves getting me to lick up cum out of her pussy, I hate that really, of grade the humiliation turned me on something rotten. Licking up soul else 's cum is particularly humiliating. In this fount, she 's been shooting `` Creampie Gangbang 7, '' so I guess she 's got respective guy 's cum in there. ( 5 other guys she told me later. ) I work away on her, trying to ignore the taste, getting more and more move around on. Then a gob of, presumably, cum trickle out of President Kennedy 's cunt and lands in my rima oris. I almost gagged, I did moan, I was worrying I 'd come in without aid if this kept up. She spared me that ultimate humiliation by coming herself.

She rested for a while, her full phase of the moon weighting on my face. I could n't catch one's breath, but I did n't want to disturb her, I was also more worry that I 'd be coming if she carried on like that. Then, she got off my face and I gasped for breath. She moved down me, and managed to sit on my dick so I was inside of her. I was desperately trying not to amount, luckily she did n't make a motion. She did however, read me the panties which she 'd been holding, there was a dildo stuck to the crotch. She pushed the dildo towards my mouth, saying, `` scavenge them off. '' She was really determined to heap on the humiliations, making it even more difficult for me to not come in her.

I opened my backtalk, and she pushed the dildo inside. I licked the goo off them, and off the private parts, groaning I was so turned on. That was when Kennedy said, `` I had meant to wreak your dildo, I really should jazz you with it, … '' I did n't catch what she said after that, I came inside kennedy, even if she were n't moving.

There were gales of laughter from John Fitzgerald Kennedy, adding to the humiliation. Having just come, it just felt, humiliating, not a turn on, but I got over that quickly as JFK again sat on my face. Another gob of cum, my own this time, dripped into my lip, and John Fitzgerald Kennedy came soon after. After resting on my face and suffocating me again, she climbed down, and cuddled up to me, sighing contentedly. After a piece she did ask me if I wanted a blowjob, I of course did. She seemed quite happy for the ease of the eventide and was skillful to me.

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I woke up and Jack Kennedy told me, `` Fuck me. ``

To say I was awake would be overstating things, but that was definitely a good idea, so I rolled over on top of her. I slipped into her easily. Oh yeah, I obviously had morning wood. I had n't thought about that yet. I propped myself up on my weapon system and looked down at her while I thrust into her. She smiled at me, she liked this, I like this. I thrust into her at a steady easy pace I could go on up for the long haul.

It seems this good morning I would n't necessitate that long, Kennedy threw her foreland back and let out a low moan. She was warming up quickly. I kept up the thrusting and she got more into it, definitely it would n't be long now. I kicked up the f number, this was getting grave, I 'd be getting there soon, so would she. She tensed up with a groan, that got to me, pushed me over the edge, I 'd be coming soon. With a last growling, she relaxed as I shot my encumbrance into her pussy. Then, I let myself down to end up lying on top of her, with my font in her knocker, hugging her. pinhead in your typeface is undecomposed commencement matter in the morning, as is pumping cum into a pussy. living is good.

All too soon, she taps me on the spine, she wants me to get off of her, pity, I liked it there. I rolled back off her, dragging some of the screen with me. President Kennedy threw the remaining top off of her, and got unsteadily to her feet. I watched as she smiled at me and reached for her clothes which were stacked on my desk chair. She pulled on her panties, I started to think she had some plan. Then the rest of her clothes, her perfect tense physical structure was covered up with her unflattering rig. I was used to that, but it still seemed like a great shame.

Now, she was Kennedy International Airport, ready for the world, she told me, `` Thanks, I 'm off to the lab. I 'll be over later with the, … data. '' The experiment was due to bring about some results today, I was going to fit the data point to the theory. I watched as she walked out my sleeping accommodation door and close it behind her.

I lay there, just slightly stunned, still mostly asleep. As I woke up slowly, I realized JFK had n't been sleeping with me that nighttime. We do n't always sleep together, she is supposed to be a admirer with benefits, so we 're not inseparable. She does have a spare key to my room ; I 'm happy for her to use it ( and thus me ) whenever she wants. A `` drive by '' fucking like that works for me.

So she 'd dropped by on the way to the lab to be fucked, and is now off to the lab with my cum still in her pussy. That 's JFK for you. What worried me is what she intended to do with the cum. She was n't going to shower on the way out ; I could listen mortal was in there already. She 'd be lucky to find it release. Not with four guy cable in the apartment, and just the one bathroom. As I 've said, she does like me to lick do out of her, so I guess that was her plan. I 'm not too fond of that at the honorable of time, after its been marinating in her pussy all day, that really did n't appeal. Of class, the chagrin just turns me on, betrayed by my sexual perversion. So the thinking of it is both horrifying me, and turning me on.

So I lay there for a while, waking up and recovering from the piece of ass. Then got up when I heard the bathroom was free. So I go about my normal morning routine, showering, get breakfast etc, and I 'm just thinking about what Kennedy International Airport has planned for me, and my cum. I come back to my way and try to play on the theory some, but the thoughts are just too distracting, and I 'm severely. I did consider getting out one of Kiki 's videodisk, and jacking off, but I 'm sure Kennedy Interrnational has plans which would work better if I didn't.

I stayed hard all aurora, and got zero work done, when finally Kennedy came back. She breezes into my way, no roast or anything, not unusual, saying, `` I got it. Are you ready for it ? '' She was referring to the data, but she looked down at the bulge in my crotch.

Now I was n't quick, I 'd let her down, and the view of letting Kennedy Interrnational down frightened me. Of trend, being frightened turned me on, I 'm messed up like that. `` Sorry, I 'm not done yet. ``

'' Why not ? '' She said, with a surprisingly not annoyed manner.

It seemed safest to admit her plan, whatever it was, was working. `` I keep thinking about what you have planned for me. '' Nodding towards her crotch. `` I 'm still in there, are n't I ? ``

'' And the thought turns you on, does n't it ? '' She said, reaching down and rubbing my bulge.

'' Not exactly. '' She knew exactly what I meant and laughed a immediate laugh and smiled at me.

Then surprised me by saying, `` Here let me help. '' And dropping to her knee joint, while unzipping me. Kennedy kneeling to give me a cock sucking, something was wrong with the humankind. Well, blowjobs were normal, but the submissive posture she was in was definitely not Kennedy-like, but my pecker did n't mind. almost rational thought process left me at that spot, she is a truly excellent cocksucker ; I 'm so lucky. I was already operose, I was already leaking pre-cum, very prepare for this, and Kennedy 's acquirement just finished me off in no time.

So now Kennedy 's standing, my gumshoe is slimy and deflating. She says, `` right ? You should get to form ; I 'll just sit over here. '' She sat on the light chair, facing me, when I glanced over her legs were open air, her dame was hiked up, and I could see the crotch of her step-in. At that point the idea of what was in them was overcoming the fact I could see them.

I tried to work on, but Kennedy tossed a few comments my way, which put me off, like `` When you 've done that, we can get something to eat, then lunch. '' So Kennedy was the something to eat.

'' I 'm not going to force you, you 're going to do it because you want to. '' I was thinking she was ill-timed there.

After a while she started playing dirty, `` You can own me whenever you want. '' She was unbuttoning the clit on her shirt. `` But your first stop is here. '' Pointing to her crotch. I was getting hard again, and the desire to sleep with was getting inviolable than my repulsion.

It was when she started rubbing her clit through her panties and moaning, that I got to where I could n't think anymore, so I asked her, `` Ok, Ok, what do you desire ? ``

'' Just the usual you do so well. Your tongue in my pussy. '' That remark hit me like a mouth just clamped on my, now rock hard, shaft. Her pussy now sounded like the most luscious meal ever, even with my cum in it, or maybe because of my cum in it. I stepped over to her and knelt in front of her in my usual military position, I like it like that, when I can think. In my current country I just got even more sprain on.

I stuck my nose into the crotch of her panties and inhaled deeply, her scent was hard and smelled of sex. It went straight to my shaft, I had to have some of that. I roughly pulled the pantie down to her ankles, spread her articulatio genus, and again pose my nose into her. Without the panties her odor was even impregnable, intoxicating. I felt near to exploding. I hungrily tried to get all of the remainder of our fuck out of her and onto my tongue. I licked as deep interior her as my tongue could attain. Then, I licked her up and down each pussy lip in turn, to get all that had been smeared over her by the crotch of her panties.

She was now crafty with her own juices, with only a confidential information of my cold cum. I licked around her clit, and she bounced around in her stern like there was an earthquake. She was coming. I was so move around on, so consumed by lust, that unusually, I did n't hold off for Kennedy 's signal, I levered myself up the hot seat, so I could aim my dick at her kitty. She was flat out, half-hanging off the death chair, to let me at her. Now that just facilitated my ledger entry. Her optic jibe exposed as I rammed my dick plate, then she relaxed and smiled as I pounded away at her. I was in no body politic to think rationally ; I just needed to come the prompt way possible. Currently that was pounding Kennedy Interrnational 's pussy as hard and as fast as I could. Her head lolled back as she moaned, I came, not caring about anything else.

I found myself in a rather untenable placement, propped up at an awkward angle to gain entry to Kennedy. I kind of slid down to end up half-sitting on the floor, hugging her knees. As rational thought returned, I thought that had n't been a proficient motion, forcing myself on Kennedy like that. Nearing panic, I got up and sat on the arm of the chair, and said, `` Sorry, I got carried away. '' Rather lame considering the circumstances.

She stretched languorously, yawned and smiled. `` Probably my own fault for winding you up so much. I 'll have to do that again. Just do n't suppose you can get away with that too often. '' She reached down, found the panties and drew them up, and added, `` At to the lowest degree, not until after dejeuner. net ball get some food, then maybe, you can have second base. ``

We got luncheon, and then it was back to my place, I let us into my room ; I was already operose in prediction of what was to come in. From behind me, Kennedy pressed something into my face, and laughed. It was her very messy panties, smeared with my cum. She laughed as she rubbed them over me, smearing my cum over my face. I sniffed deeply as I froze in place, my erection threatening to bust out of my pants.

Satisfied with my humiliation for now, she told me, `` Get them off. '' Referring to my dress. Then she snapped her fingers, and pointed to the bed. I tore my clothes off as fast as potential and lay on my back on the bed. Kennedy came over to me, raised her skirt up in an incongruously dainty fashion, flipped up her leg to straddle my pass and sat on my expression with a splat ! I tried to do a good job on her as she squirmed, she definitely tasted like I 'd hail in her. She seemed to think I did a thoroughly job ; it was n't long before she came.

Then, she got off of me and stood up, again, rather unsteadily. She was now naked above the waist, and her perfect boobs were on show, I liked that. She pulled off the skirt and was now all naked, always a in force thing. Then, she sat back down on top of me, facing the other way. This was a promising development, that put her in the stark position to blow me, which she did. This was my favorite emplacement to get a blowjob in ; we both liked Kennedy 's ascendance and my submission like this. I also got to lick her cunt, though I was n't expected to necessarily get her off. I like having a slit in my case like that, I 'll add up quickly like that, even after I 'd occur three times that day like I already had.

I did come. She then told me I 'd meliorate get back to work. She tried not to perturb me, but she was lying in my bed naked, even if the covers were pulled up. She did say I could possess her solitary once I 'd finished, and if I got distracted she 'd spank me. Despite being turned on by the idea of a spanking, I really hate it, so that was motivation to continue my nous on the job, and she did seem to want me to do the study this meter. Once I got into it, I managed to not actually think about her and get lost in it.

So I did finally handle to finish the workplace. I analyzed the information she 'd brought, and it fit the theory, within reasonable bounds of error. When I let out my whoop ! of joy at that, Kennedy came over, nude, to check the turn. That was when I remembered there was a naked Kennedy in the elbow room, and instantly stopped thinking of work. However, Kennedy was pleased and unusually asked me what I wanted, in the way of sex, in celebration. The sixty-nine sounded skillful to me, so that 's what we did. We both came again .