She gave a small laugh showing off her white teeth and said, "no, I come from a family of law enforcers, my father was a pilot in Nam before becoming ... cop he taught me to fly." Oh, was your father in the FBI?" Roy asked."No, dad was a sheriff in a small town. He tried to join when he got out of the service, but back then old J. Edgar wouldn't allow someone in who had a mixed kid even if he wasn't married to her mother." Tia answered him."And now the mixed kid is herself in," Roy. Quick as a flash, her pussy was in my face and her warm mouth engulfed me. What a sweet, good smelling and tasting, devine, wetness engulfed my hungry mouth. And, she labored eagerly at my cock.“Sweetheart. Is something wrong?” she asked with a worried tone. I was not hard. Yesterday, she smiled at me and I was hard. Now, after her mouth was on my cock for five minutes, I was still soft. Immediately, I was worried something had gone wrong with my programming. I thought about what Uncle Bert,. Including the President of the United States.It was truly amazing that a man could reach highest office, after alifetime of elected public service including the House ofRepresentatives, without having that "skeleton in his closet" revealed.I can't imagine the weight he carried in his mind all this time. It'snot like an earlier day, when the press would overlook FDR's mistressand conspire to avoid showing his inability to walk unaided. He had toknow that there would be a day of reckoning. A couple of weeks later mom and dad were going out of town over night. We could wait to see them leave. Before they were even to the main road, Mel and I were naked. We stated kissing and touching each other like wild people. Mel stopped and asked, "remember last time we were fooling around and you stuck your finger up my butt?" "Ya, I remember you went wild." I replied"Well, I got to thinking about it and I really liked it, So I was thinking you alway keep bugging me to fuck me in my.