And so now she caught his dick and asked him to fuck her hard. He lifted her and pushed her to the wall. He raised her one leg in the air to reveal he... horny dripping pussy. And in one stroke, he entered her. Smitha was like a typical whore; hairs messy, tits red with pain and pleasure and pussy getting pounded by the hard dick. She was screaming, “Chood de is Randi ko” and he obliged.When he was ramming her hard, a policewoman came running to her with a phone. “It’s the Commissioner,” she. Her big boobs hung proudly on her chest and bounced with every step she took. The palazzo was also a bit tight, giving an idea of how big her ass was.I had never noticed these details about my mom. But now that her stats were in front of me, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She walked nervously towards us, knowing about the attention she was getting from everyone.“Wow. You look beautiful, Ragini.” Reddy said as he got up from his seat. He held my mom’s hands in his as he admired her, looking. He was thinking about field work. He hadn’t done much in the previous year. He had been in analytics, trying to clean up his act and maybe get a more stable life. That’s why Becky left; he was never around for more than a couple days every few months. Life, in the CIA.He wanted desperately to be more domesticated but couldn’t stand the sedentary life of the suburbs. Becky wanted it all. The little house with a picket fence, two and a half kids, the whole nine yards. Not him. He was still young. Including on your advice, as I recall, Rosemary,” Teddy observed, backing me up to my surprise.“Well, I was curious. I wondered what could be going on, and the news report had me unnerved. It also has the Director, the Attorney General, the Secretary, the CIA, the NSA, your own department, the Pentagon, the President, etc. worried, to put it mildly. To say nothing of foreign governments, security services, etc. So, yes, we overruled you. We were wrong in this case, but how were we to know what.