”“I don’t know, just enjoy it.” I dropped her off but I was still horny. So I went back to my apartment and jerked off thinking about Nikki’... body and all the things I would love to do with it. The next three days were the same thing. Nikki was getting rides from Patti as if to torture me. She would say goodbye the same way, as before (I knew now that she was intentionally grazing my cock). I would call my girlfriend pound her, and cum extremely hard, go home and jerk off again. I was going. I went into journalism because I'm more comfortable being an observer, not a participant." But haven't you already participated in some higher profile things? Didn't you ask the President herself a question in a recent press conference?" Well, yeah, but..." But what? You still did it! And I think you made a positive impression on her, too." Well, we'll find that out at my next press conference." You know what I think you should do? I think you should testify before the committee, and then write. We used our pants for her to sit on, and once on the ground, she opened her legs, as I asked her too. She revealed her pussy, nicely trimmed, and with her fingers she opened her small pussy lips. She started stimulating her clit, which for me was the sign to get down on my knees and take over with my tong. She tasted good as ever and when I started fingering her whilst licking, I noticed how wet she was. With my right hand I was fingering her, while my left hand I was stroking my own dick.. ”Buckshot’s eyebrows rose into his hat. “Now that is a story I have to hear. Let’s go inside, Sarah, and you can tell me what happened.”Sarah deflated. She loved Buckshot. He was like an uncle to her and she couldn’t be mad at him for doing what her father ordered.“All right, since you asked me nicely,” she said. “But I’m going to marry Bobby. I just want you to understand that.”“Yes ma’am, I certainly do understand that,” said Buckshot grinning.“You may have to wait until your Pa dies and goes.