Time and consciousness seemed to flicker on and off for Jamie after that. He found himself propped on his knees on the cold tiles of the bathroom floo..., the top of his body d****d over the tub, so he could finish bleeding to death neatly and quietly. He thought about his life…and his premature death: the scandal it would cause, the shame his family would endure, the shock his wife Donna…Donna…He wished there would be some way for him to explain, some way he could spare her finding him like. Suddenly she asked “why is your hand so chill?” I somehow managed and replied “it’s because of the a/c”. She said “oh ok”. Then i continued the massage for 10-15mins and was very eager to touch her thunder thighs but i controlled my urge and massaged her hands. She was happy and relaxed. She said “thanks a lot” and kissed me on my cheeks. I loved it. I voluntarily massaged her neck; initially she was surprised but didn’t interrupt me. I saw her sexy cleavage while massage her neck and got a. C. doesn't work that way; for a Senator, and a popular one to boot, they needed more. She e-mailed them the key files, being careful to do that anonymously as well, but they still didn't act.And meantime she heard back from Sen. Golden. "He was all apologetic about 'dozing off, ' that's what he called it, and wanted to see me again real soon. Like maybe that night. Well, I couldn't really say no, not without tipping him off; and I'd met Walter a couple of times and I didn't want him after me.. She stood to the edge of the bed, looking down at my throbbing dick."Okay, Brother … Are you ready for me?" She asked, smirking. I quickly nodded, watching her stand on the bed and move over me, sitting down on my hard dick, taking it all inside of her tight, soaking pussy. She looked down, grabbing my hands and placing them on her large, slick breasts, slick from the sweat pouring down her body. I squeezed them firmly, rubbing my thumbs on the nipples. She closed her eyes, a small moan coming.