” We all affirmed that this was accurate thus far. “This is where I don’t understand,” she went on. “Some people, who we think are Chechens... break into my house looking for something. Then Martin has a visit from this Mr Cornell. He tells Martin lies about my father. Later, he changes his story and says they are looking for a stolen ikon. Martin says Hervey’s won’t sell an ikon if the seller can’t prove where it came from. This, I believe. But if it is Frau Meyer’s ikon, then what has my. I started to massage her thighs and she spread her legs as she was crying. I got more and more excited as she push her ass in the air and exposed her wet pussy and her puckered little anus to me. I ran my hand up inside her thigh so that the outside of my hand touch her wet pussy lips. Karen was crying and moaning at the same time.My cock was so hard it was painful. I could only think about one way to release the pressure.I climbed in between her legs and Karen lifted her ass up so she got up. She reached her hand up and touched his cock. For the first time this night, she actually touched him sexually. Her hand felt the pre-cum that was leaking out of him and she softly rubbed it around to coat him with it. There was nothing crude or rough in her manipulation of him and it was all the more arousing for its tenderness. As she slowly ran her hand up and down his hardness, she looked up at him. ‘What do you want me to do now? I am here for you. Only you. What would make you feel good?’. "How do you like visiting the White House?" She was thrilled to have me visit her boss at work, so I needed to play along.Whipping out my camera phone, I said, "They let me bring my camera in with me, so I'm hoping for a photo with the President."She gave me the look.'Uh-oh, ' I thought. 'I've stepped in it this time.'She smiled and sat beside me. "Kevin. When President Dryden heard you say that you hoped to have a photo of the two of you together, it was a done deal. We have two photographers.