obama family ~ part three

chapter twenty two

POV:
      michelle and barack have been teaching emmalin to say "mama and dada" but she wont do it! "mmm" emmy hummed eating pineapple. "it's good huh" malia said. "dedede" she babbled. "your getting there princess!" barack kissed her cheek. "dad how does it feel being 41" sasha asked. "it's just another day to me" he answered. barack got up to go to the oval kissing everyone goodbye. "guys listen mommy and daddy are gonna be out the house till sunday. so behave yourselves and be good for grandma" michelle said to them. "okay!" they said. barack and michelle are going home to chicago. "babe have you seen my black robe?" michelle hollered from her closet. "no, honey" he said. of course he hasn't. she heard emmalin laughing.....michelle walked out her closet and saw barack and emmy playing on the bed. she slimed at them. barack was in love all over again.  "you ready" michelle asked as she walked out the bathroom. "yeah!" he said. they kissed the kids goodbye. "what do you want for dinner birthday boy" michelle sat on his lap. "don't know" barack huffed out. she has a game in store for tonight and she can't wait!
     "what's all this for" barack asked comming down the stairs. "it's a game, come on" she pulled him down on the floor. "if you win your on top and if i win im on top. we can go as many rounds as you want" michelle said. he's face lit up, they went two rounds of her on top cause she won everytime! "wow" they both huffed, michelle collapsed beside him. "let's play another hand, im feeling lucky!" barack said taking a sip of water. "you felt lucky the last two times i won" michelle giggled making him chuckle. she placed his cards face down on his chest and placed hers face down in front of her. "pick up ur cards! mister president!" she slimed at him. barack looked  his cards...... "hit me!". michelle put a joker card down on his chest. "damn!" he looked at her as she laughed. "see! what! every time!" barack said. "aww baby" michelle chuckled. "im on top againnn!" she got on top of him kissing him. "ur enjoying this.....fuck......being on top thing" he grunted as she bounced up and down slowly.
   "mm! judging by the number of times you.....yes!.....lost so are you" she kissed him. "oh baby!" barack moaned. "yess!" michelle threw her hands on his chest. he sat up kissing her thrusting inside. "i love you" michelle moaned out as he kissed her neck. "i love you too" barack kissed her neck, with sloppy kisses. "gosh" he groaned out. the secret service is right outside the window. "this is every man's wish" odell said. "what is" allen asked. "dude! are you seriously watching them fuck!" allen exclaimed. "im not gonna sit here and look at the dark ass sky bro" odell shout back. "First Lady looks better than i thought without clothes" he bit his lip. "come on that's bosses wife" allen said. out of no where michelle got really, really, really wet! "holy fuck!" barack looked down in amazement. "daddy! oh my god!" michelle gripped his back with her nails. it slipped out. "jesus your so wet" he groaned putting it back in. they had great orgasms again making them breathless. "still feeling lucky birthday boy?" michelle asked taking a sip of his water.
"ha! daddy needs a win, so yess im still feeling lucky." he popped some popcorn in his mouth. "you really are the hope guy huh" she laughed. michelle gave him his cards. "whatca got" michelle slimed. he put down an ace! "shit!" she exclaimed. "fucking finally!" barack was ready for this round. he kissed down her body. "sssshitttt" michelle slurred as he ate her out! meanwhile at the white house malia and jordan were getting heated as well.