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It'll just make the scandal that more salacious.” My mom paused. Her smile grew. “I also won't report your embezzling.” Vanessa stiffened. “What?” My mom flipped pov through the document's pages. She stopped on a spreadsheet and turned her file folder around. It was a list of numbers. My mom slid down the numbers on the side, stopping at those that were highlighted. “See these numbers going into your account.” Vanessa shifted. “Just normal moving money around and—” “My husband might be thinking with his dick,” Mom said, her voice pure honey, “that he doesn't realize you were stealing from his campaign finance, but I'm not. This is prison time if I report this to the US Attorney.” “You're bluffing,” Vanessa said. “You won't tell because I'll reveal the affair.” My mom shrugged. “Won't stop you from being prosecuted and going to prison. This is a lot of money. 2.3 million you've siphoned off. Quite the little nest egg you're building.” Vanessa bit her lip. “One call,” my mom said as she pulled out her phone from her purse sexy and held it out before her, “to the US Attorney, and you are buried neck-deep in misery. I have his number right here. Darin Riker. His wife is named Missy. We get together for brunch twice a month. I have his Suck personal number. No secretaries or anything between us. When he learns Brunette what I found... Well, he'll have teen fun putting you away. “It'll look good for his career.” I quivered with excitement. The sofa faces the window. It was a nice enough two bedroom condo, two story. Dave wrote about this on his blog and his account of what happened is accurate. “Next weekend?” He asked me with a huge grin on his face. I had my father sit in the chair as I went in to the pov changing booth. Just give up already and let's fuck." It was one of his favourites, even though he didn't know the meaning of the words. Even Brunette at that moment yesterday when she got out of the bath and was in her bathrobe… she had forgotten to close the bedroom door and he’d just walked in to give her a blanket. She said “really? For the first time, I saw Mr. Baker putting down his book. And some of my girlfriends have had sex with me while teen their men watched and took photos. I know it is naughty but it makes me feel all excited and stuff,” she admitted. Can I call you that?” I mean we probably won't be keeping these leotards on much, if I know what's gonna happen." “Hmm?” was all I could muster. "Well, honey, your date seems to be ignoring you." Assured that I was successfully hypnotized, she began to lay her instructions upon me. Emily walked into the kitchen, her body still glistening with the perspiration she had kicked up on her run. I took a wider stance and rocked my body. “You need to be quiet, Max. She had no bra on.she took off her pants and she had no panties on. Suck “Sometimes I almost forget.” They are way out of my league. We know you are vulnerable to our sexy energy." Watching as his sweet wife prepared to surrender her body to her big brother was almost more than he could stand.