I guess it’s not easy to breathe with a big dick down your throat and somebody's balls lying on your nose. As Don's movements increased in speed, s... did Mom's fingers . . . and mine. I was rubbing my pussy as hard as I could. I could feel the pressure building way down deep inside. My breath, too, was increasing. Suddenly, Don shouted, “HERE IT COMES!!” as he shot his complete load down Mom's throat. Mom's moans became a loud muffled noise as her orgasm hit her between the legs like a pile. ”“We’ve got a lead on an excellent tax attorney in Spokane, a former IRS officer. Hang in there. We’ve got to hope that he can get more information.”“It was a tip,” Jim told his friends. “Our tax attorney was able to talk with a former associate. Speaking off the record, his friend told him that an unnamed accountant presented a folder of accounting documents for a client named James Brightman. He claimed he’d been deceived; an unidentified informant gave him copies of sales invoices from a. ...pretty," I said finally."I'll say," said a voice from behind us. We both turned to see Ericpoking his head in through one of the back windows. I felt myself blushand panic at the same time. I froze not knowing what to do. Then Susanburst out laughing. Then Eric started laughing. Soon all three of uswere laughing. Laughing at the ridiculousness of it all, at the wholesituation, tripping balls.After we laughed a while Steffie and Sally came back, apparently donefucking for now, and stepped in. ”“Holy Christ! They had me as dead?” They both grinned and nodded. “How ... this is nuts!”“It’s not just us. The whole battalion knew, hell, probably the entire brigade!” said Montoya.“How’d you find out I was alive?”“It was that paper-pusher, Atheringdon, he called me the other day, asking about you,” said Givens. “He wanted to confirm what happened, like when I was debriefed in Baghdad.”“We were both debriefed in Baghdad. G-2 was all over what happened that night,” added Jose.“They.