He was a high valued donor to the Foundation. He had contributed to great work. We were leaders in women's education. Now that he was dead, accusation...s of rape were popping up like Cosby victims.He was a multimillionaire and Gabrielle was itching at the teeth to inherit. I didn't blame her. She was a product of his nepotism. She had raged at being locked out of her father's assets until the courts could sort out the claims. She was loathe to share a cent with the victims and her illegitimate. Then he very nicely asked if the nurse could get everything started, but he really wanted to see his wife first. She looked at Sam and called an orderly over to escort Sam into the emergency room so he could see Judy. The nurse called me over, "And who might you be, their son?"She had forgotten all about what I had said to her earlier. "No Ma'am, I'm a neighbor and friend. Mrs. Simpson was supposed to pick me up from school and take me to her husband's office so I could go to work. I'm in a. ” His thrusts grew harder, and I could feel his cock swell even larger as it finally burst forth with a flood of his hot semen that trig- gered yet another mind wrenching climax that left my pussy convulsing like never before. As we lay together, our breathing labored, I moved down to taste the cock that had just so richly satisfied me. As my tongue moved over his cock, I tasted our cum and fondled his balls. Our solitude was broken by the sharp ringing of the phone. Andy answered it. A rocker was on one side of the rock faced fire place and a love seat was on the other side. A third chair, a comfortable looking Queen Anne chair, was between the two and facing the fireplace. The fireplace itself had a new, oak mantle and the stone of the chimney continued to the ceiling. The room was separated from a small kitchen and dining area by a waist high island that could also be used for counter space.Sheila turned to looked at Seth and Martha with tears in her eyes. "What did ....