I want Vivaldi,’ Bob commanded as the three men and one woman sat at the ready, music stands in place, instruments at hand, Allessandra looking on f...rom the couch. A knock on the door and a late night dinner was rolled in. A chef the hotel had recommended from ‘Le Petit’, a fine French eatery in town, waddled along behind the two carts and set up station to the side of the string quartet. After an hour of Vivaldi, Bob waved his wine glass in the air, his hand running across Cindy’s rump as she. She starts to talk about how she wishes she had a big cock like mine in her as she slips her fingers in to her pussy. You moan as my fingers find your hard little clit rubbing it as I fuck your ass in front of your friend. Giving in to the feeling you start to move your hips up and down my cock saying over and over again “Fuck me baby….. Fuck my tight lil ass!” I can feel my cum starting to build in my balls as I get closer to cumming. One hand reaches up and grabs one of your breasts and. .. Honey wake up, I'm leaving soon. Matt's gonna be here any minute." He whispered to her before kissing her cheek. Her eyes blinked open and she looked sadly up at him."I don't want you to go." She said, the sleep still lingering in her voice. "You could get hurt Clint, or worse... killed." The love mixed with fear in her eyes ripped him to shreds, but they needed the money this would bring. Before he could argue this with her for the millionth time in the last week, he saw the lights of. He paused again.Uncle Clyde began again " Son I have changed my mind about leaving my investment estate to you're father". "I think I will leave that to you and then name you're father as the beneficiary of two insurance pollicies amounting to about a million dollars". " I think you can be more prudent with handling my investments than he". "I believe the dividends from those bonds and stocks can see you through college in high style".He asked about the timber lands, how were "His" trees doing,.