I slowed my pace a little, making sure I wouldn't cum to early and let him off easy his first time being fucked. "Turn over, lay on your back and hold... your legs in the air." I whispered as I drove deep in his ass, watching his expressions change from pain to pleasure. I stood up and let him change his position, and I noticed I was really beginning to work up quite a sweat. I snapped another photo of him holding his legs open for me, with the panties still hanging out of his mouth. "I'm going to. "Randall fell in beside his uncle as they walked in silence for a few yards. "Well, what I had in mind was you bein' there in my place, if you know what I mean." I think I do." I know it ain't fair to ask. It's just that I hate the idea of her goin' off to be with her friend so much that it makes me almost sick to think about it. I believe he's a good guy n' all; hell, I suppose I'm even a little grateful for him lookin' after her but it still messes up my brain. Can you understand that,. Sara came back in to check on me.She was not yet dressed, but had bra, panties and pantyhose on. Just likeme. She laughed and asked me if I was going for the prostitute look andif so, I had nailed it. I asked her if we could do it again. She laughedagain and so that there wasn't enough time. She then told me that theprostitute look was a good look for me and maybe I'd get lucky and getpropositioned by men during my work day today.She told me to get up and bring my wig over. I did as she told. Then he could enjoy the rest of his life squandering money while making even more money, even while sitting on the couch watching TV.Thinking of that idea, Lucas’s eyes sparkled.The number of rich men he killed could be counted by having only ten people, each using their hands and feet.He has witnessed a lot of rich men over the years, squandering money while being showered with money, power, and women.Because of his mother’s missions, he always had to get close to these kinds of men, one way.