My informant said the Special Agent in charge of the investigation needed to get final approval and a warrant, and she expected the agents to make the... arrest as soon as they get the warrant.”“Well that is at least something. I need to talk with Harry and Sam about this.“This may not have been directly your fault Lyle, but I am at least appreciative that you let me know about the situation before it blew up in my face.”After hanging up the phone, I decided to let Sam and Harry sleep in. There. One weekend shortly after her 16th birthday, she was spending the weekend with us. I had the glorious fortune of spying on her while she undressed for bed, which resulted in one of the hottest voyeur scenes I’ve ever witnessed (Please read “Nieces Bedtime Show”). On Saturday morning my wife went grocery shopping. Leeza elected to stay home to keep her Uncle Ron company. As we watched some TV in the living room, I asked her why she never sat on my lap anymore. Now at 16, Leeza is becoming. We knew we could move blobs incredibly quickly, so this should work.Unfortunately it didn't. Moving the blob, per se, wasn't the problem; it was doing the necessary thinking about where to move it to. We could streak a blob across the room so blinding fast that it looked like a blur (we did that, for fun and to double-check we were right about that [[we were actually wrong because light blobs don't really "move" as such, but it didn't matter because they look like they do]]). Moving them across. My senses overtaken by this animal desire to fuck her face, I pulled my cock out and rubbed it against her dripping wet chin. "You like to fuck my mouth?" she grinned at me. Her gold carnival mask was sparkling slightly in the dim candle light. "Yeah, your mouth feels so good," I said while pressing my hot rod against her chin. Then she unhinged her jaw and my cock slipped into her mouth again. This time, she took control. She bobbed her head back and forth, the slurping sounds of her.