She was a strong cold woman that needed to control all those around her. Her hair may have gone white and there was lines about her face but she can s...ill use her well-trained smile to turn a male head to her whim. Be that a waiter at the restaurant or a ticket person at the airport. Then there was the religion; mother was the matriarch of their community church, the female version of their deacon. She controlled it all - and demanded pious and submission in all about her.The only reason, that. Gary opened it to find a man in his early forties standing there staring at him. He said. "Gary? Is that you?" "Uh... no... yes... well I didn't used to be." Gary stammered. "I used to be..." I nudged him and he finished his sentence. "...someone else." "I see." Said the man. Then he looked at me and asked. "Are you really Dave Carson? Because I am really Laura Russell." I shook my head no. "I wasn't." We heard someone walking up the wooden steps to the porch and we all turned our attention to. " So back to our original discussion, Pap said that Tommy is on the video, and that you found moonshiners over on Clem's old place." It ain't that we found the still Mam. It be that they still be a usin' it to make shine," Pap said."Who is using it Pap?" Betty Ann asked."Don't rightly be a knowin'. That's what them boys be a lookin' to find out." What boys?" Mam asked."Our men Mam, the private investigators I hired with Bobby and the security team." I said, just as we heard footsteps on the. You would run your fingers through my hair and pull me closer, pressing your lips harder against mine, so hungry for my kisses. I begin to feel your hardness grinding against my pussy through our clothes. I can’t wait to get you inside of me…. but first, I want to play a bit, get both of us REALLY excited, and get me dripping wet so that your gorgeous cock can slide in with ease. You begin to play with my breasts through my blouse, eagerly pulling at my erect nipples, teasing me… you know I.