At the beginning of my incarceration for embezzling $1,000,000,000,000.00 from my Wall Street firm, I was sentenced to a life sentence unless I agreed...to "restitution". That sounds reasonable on the surface but in my case, I had absolutely no idea what happened to the missing funds but I did have some speculative leads that were a lot more plausible than me hiding the money under my mattress. Even my mom thought I was hiding the dough and gave me covert winks to let me know she thought I was. She lifted her eyebrows at Rebecca. ‘Well?’ ‘If my father were alive, he would say this was very suspicious. He would say, ‘Becca, he is tall, dark and handsome. Even knows how to saddle a horse and throw a bale of hay. But those Reillys can’t be trusted.’ Rebecca climbed on his chest, staring into the dark eyes. He wasn’t returning her look, he was fastened on her firm tits with their prominent nipples. She was fresh from the shower and smelled wonderful. He knew his sister could see his cock. Give it a gentle prod. Feel the muscles clinging to my fingertip. If only I'd wetted the tip. That would have been better, don't you think George?" "I wouldn't know, Mary, Mrs Lewes would never finger my arsehole and, truth be told, I don't believe she's ever had her hand on my cock." "Her normal, same-size-as-its-compatriot, hand?" "Yes." "Never massaged your furred family jewels or encircled your thick base as your forest of pubic hair caresses her pure, alabaster skin." "No." Or corkscrewed. Carla dipped her head between her best friend's open legs to lick Rose's horney slit from the bottom to the top eliciting a mewing sound from Rose's mouth.Brad pulled his briefs all the way off, the thought of coffee long ago forgotten. He stealthily crept up behind Carla kneeling his naked body behind her upturned ass. Carla's skirt had risen far enough up her taught legs to expose her white panties unknowingly to Brad's gaze.Brad reached with both hands to grab the elastic waist band of one.