The senator tried to stop the assault when Bob told him it had been ordered. Daddy had intended to do the catching himself, once the agency spent seve...ral million dollars telling him where his daughter was. But that didn't quite work out, because, as I said, the team that assaulted the van didn't get to do that very often, so they were ... energetic ... in their response.That team tried to stop the information about the assault from getting out, once they found out what they had been called out. It yapped. It twitched. It ran in circles so fast around the couch that I got dizzy trying to follow the damn thing with my eyes. I immediately wanted it dead. As I was regretting that I had left the pellet rifle back in Camel’s room, Amaya wasted a good fifteen minutes of macking time to corral the worthless mutt into its tiny kennel. By the time that she had the rampant animal under control, the mood had totally been ruined. But my steadfast boner stood firm. As soon as the rice-eater. I loved it in my mouth. I sucked so hard.“You wonderful slut,” she moaned, thrashing. “Oh, yes. Oh, Lord, that's good. Oh, yes, yes, yes!”She bucked and heaved as she orgasmed. She screamed wordless pleasure, too much rapture flowing through her to speak. My imagination conjured words for her: Oh, yes, what a delicious slut. Oh, Lord, she's good. I love it. Oh, she's going to be a wild one. Oh, yes. So good. Miss Henrietta is amazing.I smiled as I squirmed. My pussy tentacles ached to burst. "You really think so, Sweetie, you really think I'm sexy?" she asked as she turned slightly on the stool and spread her legs to each side, the folds of her robe opening up to reveal nearly all of her creamy inner thighs."Oh gosh, Mom, you're the sexiest woman I've ever seen." Zach stepped forward and ran his fingertips up the inside of her sinfully soft thigh. The smooth warmth caused his pecker to swell even more as his fingers slid higher and higher, the tips now brushing teasingly over her.