I met with Robert, Tom and the men they had assigned to check on all things Mexico. It lasted more than an hour. The Mexican cartel in the field did p...ractically all their business on cell phones. Tom had found email traces by back tracking suspected cocaine traffickers. I suspected those emails were between middle and upper cartel leaders.DHS and the DEA monitored all known suspects that frequented border area. We had access to but had never needed it before. It just didn’t fit into what we. I made him sit on the counter and told him “show me what you do with them on”. Reluctantly he started rubbing his erection through the thin material. I could see a growing wet spot building at the tip of his erection through the thin material. His large hand was gripping the underwear outlining his cock, making it look like a blue bulging missal. His knob slipped past the waist band as he was pulling his rigged gift feverishly inches in front of me.I instructed him to pull down the underwear so. “UH...UH...UH...OHHHHH!” I moaned.Okay I know how I was enjoying having cock in my ass, must have looked.Especially that before tonight I was, a straight eyed wimpy heterosexual virgin.I know I wasn’t gay, so how come I was enjoying it so much?“Who’s my weak fuck boy,” He teased.“UH...OHHH...UH...OHHH, ME! I AM YOU FUCK BOY! OOOH YEAH...UH...UH!” I screamed back at him.“Say you love it, say you it bitch!” he asked.“UHHHH GAWD! I LOVE IT! I LOVE COCK IN MY ASS! OH GAWD!” I screamed.I maybe. It proved as bad a one as she could recall since her inclusion into the Chesterfield household.She had been doing brisk work on her cross-trainer in front of the bedroom’s flat-screen television when she first heard raised voices. Sorrel working her father once again, no doubt. Tabitha wondered how well they’d all fare if given family therapy of the kind dished out on the day-time talk-show she’d been watching and grimaced at the thought. Not with any dignity left intact by the end of it, she.