”“I’ve heard you saying my name when you were masturbating, and then last night when you came out here and sat on the couch here masturbating, I... heard you say my name again, and after Mike’s health started failing him, I got to thinking about you myself when I would masturbate, and when I heard you say my name I slipped around to your bedroom door and cracked it open to get a peek at you, and a few times I found your door already cracked open, and then last night when I snuck out here to watch. He was still hard, rock fucking hard, and by the time I felt the base of his cock hit my ass, he was pumping up to meet me, hands on my waist, watching his monster cock fuck me. "You are so fucking sexy. . .I had no idea you were bi. . ." as he pulled me down to tease my nipples again. I wanted him to hurt me - I wanted to be sore tomorrow and I wanted him to put another load in me.I settled on my knees, ass facing him, arms and head resting against the back of his sofa, and waited to feel him. Catherine Wagner - 52, matriarch of the Wagner Family. My grandmother.David Combs - Head of Grandmother Wagner's Family Security team.Debbie Sanders - Twin sister to Sarah. Daughter of Liz, wife of JeffGerald - Kapaemala Family Security, and the Queen's personal guard.Grace Richards - 17, she was a nurse's assistant who watched after me while I was in a coma.Greg Wagner - Michael Gregory Wagner, Senior - Deceased. My grandfather, Husband of Catherine.Harrison Beauregard - My grandfather's good. “Uh, yeah,” Tammy said. The distracted tone of her voice raised my suspicions. I pushed the door further open, and cautiously popped my head around it. Tammy was bent over my bed, wearing my wife’s ill-fitting dress. Spread out in front of her were several photographs. She was desperately trying to pick them up and stuff them back inside of a carboard shoe box. The photographs featured women in lingerie occupying a variety of seductive poses.“What are you doing?” I shouted angrily.“I’m sorry!”.