It seemed there was little secret being made of Whitaker being yanked home by her supervisor, although from the prying questions their driver made, th... actual reason wasn’t known. Whitaker dodged his questions and before long they were being dropped off at the airport again.Taylor was a bit surprised at that. He got why they’d flown them out the first time. The FBI was a bureaucratic institution first and foremost, and the self-preserving nature of bureaucrats is to protect their careers.. I couldn't understand what they were saying. I had a pretty good idea though.As I walked back and forth between my car and the house I saw Mr. Ford, Jeff, in the upstairs window watching. I couldn't see his face very well. But I was pretty sure that he was smiling broadly as I humiliated myself in front of the neighbor brats.Once I had stacked my worldly possessions in the designated spare bedroom I stripped again. Then I went into Jeff's office to tell him that I had finished. He was working. I pulled the dildo out of her ass, then hooked one finger in her ass to pull her sphincter open. While doing that, I used the other hand to squeeze the base of my cock, maximizing what erection I had left. I guided my now hard dick into her open shithole. I began pumping to feel the blood rush back into my erection, then buried my self in her ass balls deep. Without skipping a beat, I picked up the dildo off of the bed, and began working its hard tip into the space between my dick and her ass. Bras, yes, she had to, she had watermelons for tits, but no panties. It was her, “thing,” her way of being maybe a little naughty in the great wide world of suburban blandness. Harley, however, did not know to appreciate the view up her skirt but if he had then he would have enjoyed the seeing her bare white mommie ass and perhaps the occasional glimpse of her trimmed bush and pink tight pussy. Shannon was a fan of her bush. While it was in vouge to shave or wax according to her soccer mom.