In the honeymoon suit at Jolly island, Aziza opened her eyes to a familiar scene of Steve’s loving emerald eyes staring at her. “How many times should I tell you that is so creepy, Mr President?” she asked, yawning. “I can’t help it, My First Lady is so alluring” he said mischievously pinning her under him, his manhood already erect. Aziza wanted to object, it was too early and she had not brushed her teeth but the pleasure of having him inside her, their hearts beating against each other was compared to none. She found herself opening her legs wider, surrendering herself completely to him. Steve groaned, too aroused, his climax closer than he wanted. “It’s okay Steve” Aziza said, noticing the strain in his fa
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