" What?" he panted, breathless with expectation."I'm going to make that cock cum harder than ever before in three seconds."He looked confused as I sat...back next to him, not having touched him yet.I loved the play of emotions across his face. Disbelief, questioning, frustration at being left in this state, all in matter of moments. He really had no idea what was going on, and I was loving the way it felt to see him sitting there, pants halfway down and a raging hard on he could nothing about but. It’s hard to think I may never see her again.”“That’s ok honey, I just want to be there for you,” Ruth smiled and reached over and gently touched her son’s arm, “So tell me about your relationship with Margaleetha.”“Alright, I’ll try to tell you as best as I can. As you know she’s a bit older than me. And she has an 18-year-old son who goes to college out of state. She’s set in her career and I’m still trying to figure all that out for me. So our relationship was really more carefree and not so. Frankly that concerns me as well." Sam informed me."Why would my dad have you killed?" I asked."Does he need a serious reason. He is already doing life without parole." Sam did have a point."Well, I promise I won't ask daddy to kill either of you. So what can I do to help around here?" I asked."Frankly as long as we stay with real estate law, I can handle most everything. I just need you to sign off on the paperwork and do the PR at the signing," Sam said."Well it seems like I am a slacker, but. Trunk climbed up on the bed, got between Lindsey's legs, and lined up his giant black fuck stick with her tiny pink twat."What do you want me to do with it?" Put it in," whispered Lindsey."What was that?" Put your big black cock in my tiny little pussy and fuck me hard!" shouted Lindsey.Ron couldn't believe his ears. His shy and restrained wife was begging to be fucked by black cock. Ron had never heard her use language like that and she had surely never begged him to fuck her.Trunk pushed his.