” Her fingers squeezed tighter and he swallowed hard under her grip.She crouched back down, leaving him to pant in relief as she ran the blade over...the other pant leg. Sophi pulled the blade to the waist of his pants and completed the cut, letting the slacks fall to the grass. His boxers seemed to cling to him as though he’d willed them to listen to him. She ran her hand over the gray and black flannel and smirked as his cock continued to leak onto the soft fabric. The bulge in his shorts. After a moment or two, you sense me kneeling infront of you. You feel warm oil pour in a tiny stream onto yourbuttocks and trickledown your spine, then my hands on your back as they begin tomassage andknead your muscles, sliding back and forth through the oil. “Lift your head a bit, open your mouth.” Your head comes up, your mouth opens. I put araspberry into it.“Eat.” I continue to rub my hands over your back, slidingthem under yoursides to cup and massage and squeeze. I remembered most of the names. Federal officials, targets and even some of the pilots. The dates, times and locations were etched in my skull. I was surprised how quickly it all came back. It took most of the night, but I emptied my brain into the computer. Then I printed. Seventy-eight pages of memories in neatly ordered lists sorted by date and time. Ten copies. I didn’t have enough paper for an eleventh copy. I encrypted and stored a couple of digital copies in two online drives just in. “Whatever you want, Jason. I am yours. I am sorry for the way I acted when we were younger. Do whatever you want with me.”Patting Annie’s ass, Jason asked. “Hey Dad. Would you like some of this tight ass?”Dan reached over and patted his daughter’s ass as well. He then patted his wife’s ass and replied. “No thanks, son. I think I’ll fuck the ass in front of me. You ready to be butt-fucked Mary?”“If you want your wife’s ass, you can have it, Dan. It’s been a very long time since we last.