His fingers pushed in deeper, but she didn’t move, her hand going down and grabbing his cock, remembering exactly the correct way he had taught her ...to please him with her hand. It was like it was four years ago, the wetness between her legs soaking her panties with her increasing arousal. “GGGLLG,” she gagged, but her throat almost swallowed his fingers as they pushed to the back of her mouth, tickling her tonsils until she choked. He pulled his wet fingers from her mouth. “Let’s go inside. I knelt on the second floor hallway of our rundown house. My knuckles were white as I clutched two posts of the railing with my head between them peering down into the living room. My long hair was disheveled from sleeping and hung down in tangled blonde tresses that partly covered my face. But I could still see. Part of me wished I couldn't as I felt revulsion towards my mother as she sat on the couch with her legs spread.She was completely naked ... well, except for her thigh-high stockings.. She smiled at him seductively and said, "Spaghetti. I was already going to fix it for dinner, now I'm just stretching it out for two people." "What's wrong", she asked when she saw his face. "Nothing, I'm fine", he said, turning away. "What should we drink with dinner", he asked as he opened the fridge."There should be a bottle of wine in there", Polly said and Alex quickly found it. He grabbed two glasses from the cupboard and filled them, just as Polly dished up the food. As they sat down and. " Once cleared through the metal scanner, they were escorted to a conference room, on the other side of those metal doors."Good Morning. My name is Phillip Murdock and I am the Chief Federal Attorney for the Northern District of Illinois. I will now show you a letter signed by the President of the United States, which authorizes me to disclose certain information to you at my discretion. I must retain this letter for my files, obviously, but you are to read it and initial it at the bottom next.