POV:
barack and michelle are up early. they are flying back to dc! sasha tagged along with them snice she is on break. emmalin has an appointment the afternoon. "mama!" emmy babbled, chewing on her toes, in her car seat. "hi sweet girl!" she smiled at her. emmy giggled at her mom. barack's cell started to ring. "good morning lia! what's up?" barack asked. "YOU GUYS ARE TRENDING!" she yelled. "what do you mean?" barack was confused. "your remarks about moms body! cookies and candy!" malia said. "ohhh" barack said with a smirk. "former president obama talks about first lady obama cookie!" malia read a title to him. "well this is what happens when your wife as good cookie!" barack said. michelle slapped him in the chest. agent allen tried hard not the laugh but couldn't resist. "DAD! OMG! YOU NEED HELP!" malia was horrified."DISGUSTING DAD!" sasha wanted to throw up! he hung the phone after telling her the he loved her. "she's down." michelle smiled walking in the "living room" part of the plane. "thats good." barack patted his lap. "mmm you smell good!" he kissed her neck, breathing in. "glo by jlo!" michelle giggled, it tickled. "stop!" she laughed. he pulled away. "does she have to get shots today?" barack asked.
"i think so." michelle said. "miche!!! you know i have to prepare myself for things like that." he grunted. "i don't know for sure. i said i think so!" michelle said. he got a whiff of her perfume when she straddled him. "godd!" he couldn't resist it! barack kissed her neck again. michelle giggled scratching his hair. "you just can't get enough huh?" she smiled as he kissed down to her boobs. michelle moaned happily as he unbuttoned her blouse. "mmm." her head fell back when his mouth closed around her nipple. "is... is the... the door locked?" he asked kissing her lips. "n-n-no, h-ho-hold.... on" she moaned. she jumped up locking the door. she laid down on the couch allowing her husband to get on top of her. she moaned happily as he kissed her neck and unbuckled her belt. "lift up from me." he smiled. michelle lifted her hips for him. barack looked down at his wife below him in nothing but a laced thong! "you make 54 look so good." he bit his lip. "shut up!" michelle giggled. michelle moaned out in relief when her husband finally made it between her legs. he drew circles around her opening with the tip of his tongue, making her hips buck. he chuckled at her. "aww...aww!" michelle moaned softly as barack lifted her right leg over his shoulder. she arched her back.
"baby...yes!" she scratched his somewhat still salt n pepper hair. with him switching between licking and sucking michelle was a moaning MESS! he started sucking on her. michelle wrapped her legs around his neck, looking down at him as her mouth formed in a "O" shape. "ohh just like that! that's perfect!" she cried out moving her hips against his tongue. she was close and he just kept sucking and sucking and sucking and sucking and sucking till she reached her orgasm. "AWW SHIT YES!" she moaned squeezing her thighs together as they shook. "come here!" michelle pulled him from in between her legs to her lips. she tasted herself immediately! "mmm!" they hummed in unison. she unbuttoned his shirt and unbuckled his belt quickly. she wrapped her arms around his neck as he entered her. michelle moaned right in his mouth. "yes!" she smashed her lips onto his as he picked up the pace. just like that they felt everything slipping away. they missed each other and they were both showing it!
