Back to you, Jenny.”President McKinsey turns off the television and sits on the arms of the couch in his office for a few minutes, silently. FBI dir...ctor, Todd Nichols sits on another couch opposite of the one that the president occupies. “What’s the status on Doug Wiltkins and Mike Grines?” he asks the FBI man.Nichols blows out a sigh before answering. “Wiltkins is currently in a coma. He suffered several broken bones, but provided he pulls out of the coma, he should be fine. As far as Grines. ”From that point on, Jamie was banished to sleeping on the couch until his Mistress turned his den into a pretty, pink bedroom. He was glad to have a proper bed again and thanked his Mistress profusely. She claimed she only did it to save her couch from getting ruined.He spent his weekends waiting for his wife to come home to give him a special treat. He would eat her cummy-cunt until all the sperm was cleaned from it. Occasionally, Sheila would visit and she would let him suck Sheila’s cock. “Here, slide back so there is more room between you and the steering wheel.”I reached around her, and pulled her body back tight against me. My hands roamed all over her little tits as I positioned her. I wriggled her around and told her she was not too heavy.Feeling bold, I put my left hand right on her right tit and started to rub it around. I softly caressed all around the little nipple. She did not move while I boldly felt her up. This was the first time that I had ever touched her without. 'But, I want to feel now, ' he said caressing her buttocks.'Not now, tomorrow, ' she said.'Let me play with them for sometime, ' he said kneading her buttocks.'If you continue then you will wet your pants, ' she breathed out those words in his ears and slid away from him.Ashik stood stunned on hearing her comments and before he could lunge and catch her Kalpana had move inside the house.He stood there pondering at her words and as he felt delighted he moved down the lane to his office.Mrs..