Gilchrist?"Yes?" Ryan answered absentmindedly. His attention was on the quarterly inventory he was studying and not on the two men who had wandered in...his office's open door."Special Agent Thomas, Special Agent Williams, Federal Bureau of Investigation. May we speak with you?" the taller agent asked."You're in now, I reckon you might as well," Ryan answered, glancing up at last to show them an irritated scowl.He was truly annoyed with the two agents, though not for the reason they suspected.. Maybe when everyone got a little better, or maybe when we had a bigger audience, or maybe the problem was something else entirely.I noticed that my friends seemed to be getting somewhat bored, so I said, "There are other things the rhythm guitarist can do besides just playing four strums on the beat. One is to provide an alternating bass line. On every other beat, instead of the chord, play the bottom note of the chord on one of the two lowest strings." I demonstrated, and we worked on that a. She liked how he could get his tongue deep in her cunt and her asshole and clean her and tongue fuck her. Over the next two weeks they fucked non stop but he was no linger tied down. She kept him naked or with a thong on. His dick stayed hard almost all the time. She did not even cover him when any of her friends came over. She liked showing off his long thick cock to them. It normally was hard and sticking straight out. Then one day when Jane was there she pulled the thong down and pushed him. But things changed after my mom got into 30s. They started fighting regularly. We were not very sure about the point for which they are arguing. Later we came to know that our father is a gentleman with eyes for all women. This fact irritated our mom and she objected it. But to vain he didn’t listen. Then only my mom decided to part ways. She got divorced at the age of 33. My grandparents accepted her and offered to take three of us home. Though my father would have given a rich and wealthy.