"We get along so much better on the same side of the fence.Talking of which."I handed my dad the letter, then walked over to where Box 15 lay. Ibrough... it over and opened it. Even my dad stopped to look at it.Neatly wrapped and folded, my mom's wedding dress was slowly lifted fromthe box. Even my dad was moved by the sight: a happy memory that he'dcherish forever."It's beautiful!" I said, as I held it for all to see.I have to admit, that I'd seen it in mom and dads wedding photo, butseeing it. He slowly began to grope her. His hands slowly moved over her body to her Venus and squeezed. He opened the buttons of her night-dress. She wore a red panties and a black bra beneath. He pulled up her bra and her melons jumped out as if waiting to be freed. He squeezed her boobs and kissed her nipples as it began to grow. He slowly nibbled it and she hmmmmed expressing her delight. Babu undressed like a man possessed. He pulled up a chair and climbed on it and pressed his dick on her lips. She. The slap send shivers down her body. She knew it was no point resisting, she knew that he will get what he wanted whether she agreed or not. She moved down to his cock and grabbed his soft cock. She opened her mouth and started sucking on his cock. After some time Randy was hard again, he asked her to sit on his cock now. Nat got up and placed his cock on her pussy. She closed her eyes and slowly sat down on his cock until his cock was completely inside. She started riding him reluctantly. Deep. A 1930s likeness of some old gent done by Philip de Laszlo, the famous society portrait-painter. Laszlo’s are extremely collectable y’know. It’ll be worth a bundle – thousands. Tens of thousands.’ Margaret glanced at the crusty gentleman depicted. ‘Ugly old bastard, isn’t he? You’d never believe him to be worth so much just by looking at him.’ Her eyes suddenly took on a gleam. ‘Are you sure about the value?’ Matron gave a haughty stare. ‘I’ve researched Laszlo’s work in great detail this past.