Due to her margin of victory in the midst of a nationwide Democratic electoral debacle, speculation began shortly after the elections that she would r...n for president. Janice REALLY did not want to run for president. She had been deeply involved with several presidential campaigns. She knew the kind of pressure that candidates and their families were subject to. She was also reelected to another term as the Senator from Connecticut, and she felt that she couldn't serve them the way she should. I wasn't certain how long it would take you to feel the effects. However, this only marks the onset of the experience. This feeling pales in comparison to what will possess you from now on." I crawled up alongside her and began tenderly massaging her body with my many-tentacled fingers, starting at the base of her skull and working my way slowly downward. At the first touch of my hand, her head shot up in alarm and all the muscles in her body went rigid with tension, but the sensations that my. ...........Each stroke of her leather boots, running along my hard prick, I groaned each time with relief written all over my face that she had finally rubbed them on my cock, I could feel my cum building, " slow down, I want to milk you dry " as she lowered her boots my face visibly dropped in anguish.Walking around to her desk she pulled a drawer open, pulling a pair of gloves out she slowly eased them over her svelte like hands, teasing them over her fingers, her hand pushed me forward. What have you done to me? Now just your touch makes me wet.” “It’s not me, you’re just trying to make up for lost time.” After dinner was brought, every now and then she would put her hand on my bulge. When she did I would put my hand on her thigh and slide it up her leg. Instantly she would take her hand off me to pull my hand away and hold it on the table. The wife of one of her customers came over to say hi. She was a brunette, about 35 and 5’ 9” in heels. Her white blouse was stretched over.