We have a problem, though. An authorization code is normally used. Since I have never talked to you before, I don't know your voice. I'm not sure if y...ou are who you really say you are." Fine. If you insist on going by the book, the authorization code is Alpha Tango seven three four six X-ray. I believe you now would repeat that back to me. However, let's cut the crap and I'll tell you that your authorization code is Delta four seven three Charley. Can we get on with the business of getting help. He knew that his mother would be staring at her watch, clicking her tongue and wagging her head in frustration, waiting for her oldest boy to show up for the traditional late-night family Christmas Eve dinner.Norman could taste her homemade bread pudding and feel her special once-a-year icing sliding down his throat, when a patch of snow-covered ice caused his 2004 Chevy Trail Blazer to drift off onto the shoulder, sliding impossibly towards the power pole on the right, into the ditch. Though. He kissed her and then moved his hand to her breast. She removed her shawl, letting him move his mouth to her breasts. His tongue circled over the nipples as they hardened for him and she ran her hand through his hair, wanting more. Kissing downward, Grant Left-Hand pulled off her loose skirt and moved his head between her legs. Listening to the chants from the dancers, he ran his tongue up and down her slit, tasting her and then sucking on her clit. He soon let his tongue match the rhythm in. "Ohhhhh fuck me! This is so fucking great!" I cried out. His balls were slapping loudly against my ass, and at that point I didn't care who came in, as long as I was getting fucked hard by my manager's son. His left hand rubbed my clit and his right squeezed my chest as he humped me from behind, getting deeper and deeper inside me. "Harder, babe. Make me cum hard all over your cock." I said. I was a little surprised by my dirty talk. I had never done it before. But then again, I had never been.