Handing everything over, I’m naked.“Tell me what you told the Belarusians to have yourself set free.” The accusation comes again.“I … I … ...ave told them nothing. I am Russian Agent only …”Turning my body towards the wall, there is a gurgle, water filling an empty pipe. It's my only warning.Hitting me, middle of the spine, I lurch forwards into the wall, my hands breaking my fall, as the force of high pressured, freezing cold water, is blasted at me.Coating the back of my head, then shooting. I nervously stood, not quite knowing this time where to put my hands.Firstly I checked to see the lace of my panties sat pretty like below mypants. Then my hands began caressing over my lovely blouse, oh if thatwasn't saying I am a sissy, I don't know what would."Yes it is a beautiful blouse isn't it dear?" red faced I nodded my headsmiling in agreement.I couldn't take my eyes away from Mummy, she is quite an attractivewoman I would say maybe forty. Her pageboy styled collar length fairhair is. Your granddaughter gone to bed, and after you check, you believe for the night. Daughter gone until the wee hours of the morn’, and after a flick of the back light which was the signal for ‘He’ snoring, I slipped in and found you between the living and dining rooms, smiling, quietly waiting, warm and gorgeous in the soft flickering light of your raised fireplace. I’d been camping at Paradise Lakes, and after days of text messages, phone calls, and deep pining, I drove to you. The door was open.. She just smiled at me and told me to keep driving. It was like I was under her spell, she instructed me to unzip my pants and I did. Her hand was cool and soft against my hard cock. My hips moved up to give her access to my full 7 inches. I was trying to concentrate on driving but she was driving me crazy, her hand sliding up and down on my shaft.I turned onto a quieter street so I wouldn't have to pay as much attention to the other drivers. I moved one of my hands to her thigh but she took it.