Dad showed in just a minute, as I sat and pulled of my socks. “Might as well loose those baseball pants too, son---wouldn't wanna get anything on th...m that wouldn't wash out.” I just sneered again at him, and shucked my uniform pants, leaving now only my jock underneath. I reached inside it and pulled the cup out, and just tossed it on the dresser. “Damm, son, your fillin out nice ! Got some hair on ur ass, I see” “Ya, I figured u like that” I threw the bottle of beer at him, now . “Hey, Timmy,” I greeted him with a laugh, clapping him on the back as he hugged me tight. “How’s it going?”“Did Aunt Linda come with you? Are Bobby and Lydia here too?” The young boy asked with the demanding nature only an 8 year old could get away with.“No, they’re at home, baby,” Rachel assured her son with a gentle laugh, prying him loose from me. “Uncle Dick is here to redo our living room.”“Good,” Timmy nodded. “I want to help.”“I’m sure you’d be a great help, Timmy,” I assured him with. I started climaxing every couple of minutes and he reached up and started playing with my breast. I lifted my arms over my head and slowly swirled my hips around on him grinding into him, I reached behind my head and pulled the rubber band from my ponytail and let my red hair fall to my mid back as I looked at the ceiling and continued to move on his penis. He started grunt and said he was going to cum and I started to gush everywhere when he said that. He stiffened and I pushed down on him as. Holmes had went over the day before to look around. He placed a couple recording devices around to try and pick up the noises to see if the case was worth too much of his time.Once showered and dressed, Holmes and Joan got into his car and headed over to the Taft residence. The two investigators knocked on the door at approximately 9:36 a.m.. Sara opened the door and welcomed the two in. Holmes was his usual charming self. The fact that Sara’s nipples were clearly visible through her sheer.