Smith was seventy two years old and a widower. He was also quite wealthy because of some inventions and patents he had sold. His estate had a value of...a little north of twenty million dollars.”“He told me he had met a lady from Poland that he wanted to marry but he wasn’t sure if she loved him or loved his money. He wanted me to draw up a pre-nup which I did. It was a generous pre-nup that stated she would receive twenty five thousand a year for every year they were married and after ten years. Even good old-fashioned cash is acceptable if Bitcoins are not available. As a truly modern wife of financial expectation, I do insist that any potential husband does come accompanied by a dowry and I am always keen to emphasise that the position of Mr Cum is of a temporary nature and that the current resident shouldn't get his slippers too settled and should always ensure that they have a backup bed available for them to go and scratch their bollocks, fart, and snore of a nighttime. And. Peter, who was shorted than me back then, squeezed himself in front of me so we could both watch at the same time. Dad was rhythmically raising and lowering his arse as he plunged into my mother, while she had raised her knees further so she could push her feet down into the bed and raise herself up to meet each of his steady thrusts.Spellbound, we watched the hypnotic pattern of the two adults working their parts on each other; mum's desperate attempts to keep herself quiet by biting her lip,. I guess this traffic tops it off then. I know it all too well." I say shaking my head. "No being horny as hell tops it off and then stuck in this mess." he said. My ears perked up hearing that completely unexpected statement. I didnt know if I should make my move on him or wonder if this dude was up to something...He reclined back in his seat and kinda stared up to the roof and sighing. It was like this guy was really inviting me to do something or say something to him. Questions started.