How I would love to be a mother fucker!Could I become a mother fucker? How much longer could this window of carnal opportunity last before the axe dro...pped?Yet I pushed that thought aside as I devoured her cunt with an eagerness I hoped would help her forgive her i****tuous son as I strove to give her the oral orgasm my father apparently didn't."Oh god sweetheart, don't stop," she moaned, her breathing becoming stunted, and that along with the quivering in her body told me she was close.I had no. One look at him when we walked in said he did.“Turn that off!” he shouted at me. “You can’t record in a federal facility.”“Somebody had too much ego for breakfast,” I said.“Security!” the guy barked into his phone. “Get in here.” He wasn’t expecting the two Deputy US Marshals who walked into the room.“Ellis Smith, you are under arrest for subverting the authority of the United States National Service Corps with illegal orders,” the first deputy said.“You can’t arrest a member of the corps!” he. I let Mags go first. Have I told you what Mags was wearing? Well, she has on a navy-blue silk jumpsuit which buttons up the front, together with navy heels. It is quite a tight fitting and it is obvious she is not wearing a bra. And her panties were very skimpy.As she climbs the stairs in front of me, I watch her tight buttocks rise and fall with each step. The sight starts the blood surging into my member for the first time of many that evening.As we get to the top of the stairs, the kitchen. This story is a little longer, but you won’t be disappointed, it’s all true, from my heart, so sit back relax, turn off the lights and……………enjoy.As most of you know my name is Fizzan, I was born in the UK, and live here with my family, these stories are from way back in my innocent times, when I knew nothing about the pleasures of life, The world was confusing, but I always thought that as I grew up it would get simpler, but then, my sisterly cousin Didi Sajida shows up in my life, she taught.