”And with that, the Agents left.For the rest of his workday, Mr. Richards felt a little guilty about that interrogation. He was not sure how much of... that to share with his wife. Then he recalled that Agent Beth warned about the confidentiality of that matter and decided to keep all the information to himself. On the way home, he stopped by the florist and picked up a dozen red roses for his wife.At home he found Lucy in a pensive mood.“Anything happened?” he asked.“Yes, honey. While you were at. ‘There’s something different about you today Kisara.’ My mother spoke to me in the same voice she always did. Her tone never wavered and her posture was that of stone. No one, not even myself, could ever know what emotions she was harboring by the sight or sound of her. ‘What is it Mother?’ ‘My daughter, I can tell by your fighting spirit. You’ve added a certain passion. Can I assume this means your encounter with Grant Chambers went well?’ How did she know I was on a date? Apparently I am not. There was so much lube in my ass that there wasn’t much resistance as he gently pulled on the heavy chrome plug. I could feel my hole expand, and then contract around the taper of the plug as it left my body, and a feeling of loss as the weight left with the plug. That loss was short lived as Don was horny and hard, and it was only moments until his big tip was sliding between my cheeks and pushing against my hole.I don’t know if it’s just the anticipation, but that moment when a cockhead first. I made her underskirt proper and took her sari and covered her. Even though my brain was over flowing with lust I controlled myself. I took her hand and gently held it. I wanted her to feel that she is not alone and wanted to make her feel better. I saw a tear coming from the corner of her eyes. I slowly went close to her face and kissed the tear. I held her cheek on my hand and kissed it again and then on her eyes. She held my other hand tight by now. I kissed on her forehead and I didn’t know.