At present, that is just me, but he permitted her to see that if she had his children, they would get an equal share. He left her to think about that,... and went to phone me. He has also sent me the same information by email, so that there is now a record of his wishes, copied to her, in case he drops dead before making his will.”“Fiona, it sounds like your Dad is a clever man. Money talks, and will-power speaks just as forcibly.”“Will-power! I like it, Reg.”“Nice to have my humour appreciated,. ”“So where do you live?” was all that Larry could manage to ask.“Get in your car and follow me. It’s not far from here,” I smiled.True to my word, I opened my garage door and parked far enough to the side that he could pull in beside me. I hit the button to close the door so no one passing by would know he was there. I opened the inner door to the house and Larry followed me in.We were in the kitchen when I suddenly turned around and dropped to my knees in front of him. I told him to take off. Jake and Pat have been a joy to the writer but this is the final chapter (Of this story anyway) Thanks for the comments, I hope that I have written a story that some people can maybe relate to and like Jake When Pat brazenly handed me her bra and panties, I had difficulty believing that she was the same woman I had come to love. Trouble was, I was behaving just as shamelessly with her. Her nipples were brushing against her sweater, so I just leant over and brushed against them with my hand,. I licked Saba’s delicious clit and lapped up the sex juices her pussy was leaking as I fucked her with my finger. Then I put another finger into her hot box and fucked her with two fingers. Saba let out another moan, then let my prick fall out of her mouth as she began rubbing her breasts, pulling her nipples and massaging her milk-jugs. Her hips started jerking as she pressed her public mound against my tongue. She wrapped her legs around my head and moaned, “You’re gonna make me come. Oh.