” “Here,” Mya offered, holding her hand out. “Let me do it.” I handed over the phone happily, and then reached back to spread my cheeks in ...preparation. Mya jabbed her nimble wet tongue back into my ass as she held the camera at arm’s length and took the picture. Excited to view the finished product I turned around and grabbed the phone from her. “Nice,” I exclaimed inspecting the lewd image which clearly showed her tongue pressed into my tight little opening. Mya smiled meekly as she. "Think those are clean now" I murmured to myself."Well, there's another place that needs to be washed thoroughly aswell" she said.I soaped her firm and beautiful belly and kept going downward. When she shaves she always leaves a small area of trimmed hair just in a line above her pussy, the way I like it best. To tease her I stayed on the landing strip for quite a while until she grew frustrated enough to take my hand and place it firmly on her pussy.I started rubbing her pussy, both to arouse. I think we can all get our clients to chip in and raise $100 million. I think that level of bounty will be enough to make her appear, or get enough people hunting her to bring her in.”The lawyer for one of the biggest, private oil companies said, “Hell. We spend more than that in an election year to make sure our guy wins.”Somebody in the back of the room, obviously of a different political stripe, said, “And you still haven’t picked a winner in forty years.”Io comm’d Armis that evening.. Still they waved as his limousine passed. Giving cheers of support, trying desperately to catch a glimpse of their new savior. The man that had sworn to restore hope where hope was gone. The man seemed to be taking in the months and years leading up to that point. His childhood of hardships he had to overcome. His restless young adulthood until he found his calling. The call to power. Oh, the rise to power. He remembered the speeches given at first to small crowds, mostly those who were.