>in Comey's voice
“I want you sore, baby,” he murmurs, and he continues his sweet, leisurely torment, backward, forward. “Every time you move tomorrow, I want you to be reminded that I’ve been here. Only me. Hillary, you are mine.”
>remaining on Comey voice
She's naked except for those soft ripped pants, top button casually undone. Jeez, she looks so freaking hot. My subconscious is frantically fanning himself, and my inner goddess is swaying and writhing to some primal carnal rhythm. "You'll remember this one, Hillary."
you can see POTUS' face in the reflection