I think it was both. I was wondering if the 7 tissues would be enough to clean it all up, but they were and I finally managed to finish cleaning up. A...truly memorable masturbation session. One for the history books.I noticed that my mood was different after this session, more like it was before this challenge. Its difficult to put a finger on it to describe it, but I felt a little more negatively-minded, sluggish, etc. But it could have been because I woke up earlier than expected and was. Not even your wife." I smiled. "Do you think Heather suspects anything? About us, I mean.She saw us kissing at her brother's wedding" I said. "She does more than suspect it" mom said coyly. "What do you mean mom?" "Remember, before the wedding, when you ducked inside my dress to suck my asshole?" I did. We were in Heather's parents' walk in closet. Mom had a beautiful red dress on. She had told me the she just had anal sex with a couple of guys and asked if I wanted to "see" her anal. Shazia had a round face with a pair of big steamy eyes, an open smile and a nice clear complexion.The ID photo was not the usual one, used on passports and ID cards. This one had been taken with care.The compliant listed an excessive number of casual leaves taken and poor time keeping.Usually, not something he would personally handle. A memo to the party concerned was usually the first step in the process.Raza sat back as he had remembered where he had seen Shazia before. In the photocopy room. He spoke of his summer sabbatical, where he had learned to open his mind to a new way of seeing, and his ability to read people. The entire story took only twenty minutes to tell, which was enough time to drink the cup of coffee he had been given."Well, I must say this is not what I was expecting. An accusation of sexual impropriety, maybe. But this? I have to say, it is the most imaginative story I have ever heard," the elderly man said in response."Ah, but what if I can prove most of what I.