She bent over, pulled them down and stepped out of them. She straightened up, but deftly moved a hand up her leg as she did and held it over her crotc...h. She tried to be graceful and nonchalant about trying to preserve her modesty, but a voice in her head chided her for her clumsy bashfulness. She tried to speak, but her voice didn't work properly at first. She coughed softly and tried again, "The shoes too?" "Sir," he corrected. "The shoes too, Sir?" She blushed a bit, either for having made a. She then let go and dropped her nickers down and kicked them aside, then she bend forward and grasped my cock again and rubbed it up and down her wet slit and pressed back to ease the head of my cock in her.I grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her towards me, my cock slipping deep inside her wet virgina, she moaned and said "fuck that feels good, you have such a big cock"I stroked it in and out only a couple of times before she let out a whimper and shuddered as her orgasm exploded. I held it. Maybe I was just being paranoid? Things hadn't been the same since the events of the previous spring.I entered my room still aware that there might be an opportunist lurking in the shadows. However, as I entered I saw a figure standing at the window starring at the full moon. It was a woman in a beautiful backless black dress, her blonde hair glistened in the moonlight. I walked in closer, "Can I help you?" I asked with caution. You can never be too careful. I've found that women can be. “Once the sale is finalized, I’ll have Sam determine my tax bill for the year and put the house on the market. I think I’ll sell it to a young couple just starting out at a very reasonable price. I’ll transfer my money from my Pueblo checking account to my Cayman account, but I’ll leave enough in my Pueblo account to pay my taxes.“I thought for a moment that you were going to tell me that you intended to tell the IRS to take a long walk on a short pier.”“I wouldn’t do that, Paul; it would.