After paying taxes, the amount of money Dexter had available was significantly reduced. The one good point, was that the money left over was all his. ...As far as he knew, no one had a claim on it. He did know that someone, somewhere, would try to find a way to get some of it from him. Mark, and Charlie, were working hard to prevent that from happening.Charlie’s first investment recommendation was to put the majority of the money into a very conservative fund that would pay a reasonable return on. My mouth is already waiting, and as my hands free you, I suck your tip straight into my mouth, my tongue licking along your shaft. You moan sharply, telling me how good that feels. My hand holds and fondles your balls as more of your shaft disappears between my lips, my cheeks sucking in at the effort. I feel your fingers run through my hair as I take you. I swirl my tongue over your cock as it rests in my mouth. My bright brown eyes flick up to meet yours, lust sparking through them as you. I can give my wife half the house but not my fiancée.’ I leant over and pecked his cheek, ‘I like ‘fiancée”, I said, ‘but I’ll like ‘Mrs’ better. Where do I have to sign?’ ‘Don’t forget,’ he said smiling, ‘you sign as Mrs. . . . . . if you want!’ ‘Oh, yes please, I’ll do that,’ I said feeling all happy inside. So we both signed all the papers, hundreds of times it seemed, where Nerys showed us. ‘I’ll verify and date these when you let me know the date of the wedding,’ she said. Then she pushed. I used to live in a flat with my friends. There were 4 flats on our floor. As our flat was on top floor we used to hangout on the roof in free time. An aunty (around 28) used to come daily in evening for taking the dried clothes with her small kid. I stared at her daily she used to wear nice suit salwar. By looking at her I knew that she was from north India. After a few days of staring I began passing an informal smile at her.At first I did not get any responses from her but after a few days.