‘You are burying her here, on your property?’ ‘No, I am burying her here, on our property. Rod took care of that Monday. You better start makin... bunches of money. There are a lot of taxes to pay the state of Colorado.’ She smiled at me and replied, ‘I will either borrow it from my very rich uncle, or wait to inherit it from him, in sixty or seventy years, when he passes away. I’ll ask the tax collector to wait until then for payment, with eight percent interest.’ ‘I’ll pay the taxes until. It really said something she was able to get a rise out of me, still, after our breakup over three years ago. In teenage years, that was a lifetime.What stopped me was what both Tami and Coach Trent, from Elite 11, had said about being an example. This was doubly true for me, because I didn't have to just be a quarterback. I had to be careful because of the movie coming out, and my modeling. I didn't need to give people a reason to think I was a jerk.The final reason was simple: she wasn't. Toh main bed se dheere dheere utra aur unke kamre k taraf gaya. Darwaza pura band nai tha. Toh main chupke gap se andar dekhne laga. Mummy ne pink saree pehna tha baal khule hue payal aur chudiyan utar rhi thi. Aur papa ek underwear me the.Fir papa ne mummy ki saree aur petticoat utara. Mummy ab sirf pink bra aur panty me thi. Fir suru hui kiss. Dono smooch kar rhe the aur ek dusre k juban se khel rhe the. Ab papa mummy k gale aur kandho pe chumne lage. Fir unhone mummy ki bra utardi aur dudh. I moaned. I thought about my dad’s cock, how smooth it felt, how sweat-salty it tasted, how it felt to be fucked by him. And I thought about other things as the vibrations continued and I could feel my arousal rising.I thought about Jessica, my best friend, a beautiful blonde with no boobs, but otherwise a good figure. I wondered what it would be like to kiss her, strip her, lick her cunt, finger her cunt. I thought all that in about three seconds. I thought about Ryan, who had dry humped me.