My wife told me to stop and spend the night and make my way home tomorrow morning sometime. So I drove for another 3 hrs when I stopped and got a room...relaxed I called my wife to she how she was doing she was still out but she said she was on her was shortly. She called me on her way home I can till she was felling pretty good I ask her if she was driven and she told me no some one is taken her home as we talked she was tilling me what she would do to me if I was home so I asked her if she is. When she had cooled down, she narrated her story, that her husband was quite impotent, and since they could not have a child, he would abuse her, and in the process would always be drunk, and upset. Most of her money was going in feeding her husband. After that day, Barkla’s approach towards me had changed, and our mutual attraction grew for each other. Many a times I would brush against her body, bosom, or her ass, and she would smile. One day she told me “Saab, if you want me to come in the. You count too.” He could love her, but she already loved someone else.“I have a cot and nowhere to be.”An attractive blonde intern strode up to him and wrapped her arm around him. “I have nowhere to be. I can keep you company.”“Maybe some other time Mary Sue.” The Senator shook his head. She had a body that would make a vegan crave steak, but you don’t shit where you eat. If she was someone else’s intern maybe.“Lori, start calling the Democratic senators, the ones with the mostly minority. She was never cruel in that regard.She forces my face into her cunt and the scent, so exotic but so familiar to me, now brings me erect immediately as I lick and tease her, parting her flesh with my tongue to find her clitoris, to gently massage it. She hasn't bathed yet today and still smells of this morning's pleasure, but it is fresh enough to be good and I taste her, all of her, compulsively. My hands strain at the chains that bite into my flesh, drawing my arms together behind my back, and.