Slowly licking up his middle finger the pushing him back onto a case of beer where he took a seat. “tell me what you want baby” alysha teased slow...y swaying her hips. “I want that little mouth sucking my fat cock” he wasted no time replying. Making her smile removing her tank top followed by her tight shorts bending over in front of him to move them off her feet. Standing there in a matching black lace bra and panties she got on her knees right between his legs biting her lower lip. “Lets see. Hanging between them was her FBI identification."Oh."Why was she telling me? Have I done something that removed me from suspicion of any wrongdoing? Was she about to arrest me?"Hold that thought. If we've got to stop seeing each other, why don't we enjoy this one more time? I've never done it with an FBI special agent in, uh, uniform."She looked down at her ID. "Is that what this is?"She was amenable to my suggestion.When we finished this time I asked, "Why don't we start this, whatever you're. Despite her determination not to look like she was impressed and in awe, Julie couldn't help herself. She was in awe—and she was definitely impressed.Julie had never been in such stores as the ones in downtown Atlanta. Even the smell of them intrigued her. I am so glad Claire insisted I wear one of her dresses, Julie thought, as she looked around at all the well-dressed women.Mrs. Wysong watching the younger woman's fascination with her surroundings could not help but reminisce about her own. The third time was the best yet.We were both in our own beds and fast asleep before our parents came home.However, I was awakened by my mother, when she checked in on me.It was Mom that opened my door but it was Dad that pushed her inside. They were both drunk and Mom fell on the floor giggling constantly.I cautiously opened my eyes to see what they were doing. Luckily the hall light was right outside my bedroom door so I had a pretty good view. I quickly closed my eyelids to slits so I looked.