I finished the work got up trying hard to conceal my bulge and wetness around my crotch. She continued complaining, whilst buttoning up her blouse and... tidying up her dress. She said, “I feel so embarrassed. I am not that type of woman. Don’t take advantage of me under the pretext of treating me, okay?” I felt offended. I told her, “Don’t grumble. I was doing it for a purpose.” Then I asked her, “Do you feel any pain? You are no longer crying of pain. Your pain is gone, you see?” My voice. Who is that, you or your wife? Please tell me it is someone else." Actually, it is his godfather, Don Sterling. It's in our wills that if anything was to happen to us, he would take over the company, the custody of Sean, and be executor of our estate, as well as the trust. You know I'm not even sure Vickie remembers that we set the trust up. We can put money into it, but we can't withdraw any until Sean is eighteen." My God, Boyd, who had you set this up this way?" My dad did. He told me that. I was savouring that salty taste of her trimmed pussy. My tongue found its way to the entrance with its own instincts. Walls of her pussy made my tongue feel like soft ware cushion God! She was so warm in there and only I can say what it felt like. The thought of banging her after the licking job was making me crazier. Well, my tongue was exploring the warm cave and suddenly a gush of fluid came and she had an orgasm. It felt more of salty but I liked it. I asked her to blow me and my dick. The bed had been removed and a table was in the room with electronic equipment on it. I could see wires going out the window. I could see microphones. “Dad, this looks way too complicated to be CB, but is radio of some kind.”Sandy exclaimed, “I know what that is. It’s ham radio. I recognize the Kenwood 440. My father was a ham. He had a 430 in his shack!”“Do you remember his call sign?” asked my dad.No, sir. It’s been at least ten years since he was on the air. The gear was sold when he and my.