Both were moaning with lustful joy. Watching all this, i started to masturbate. I already had a big hard on. After 5 minutes or so, i uncle said, ‘d...rling, i am through’. Mom hurriedly got up and held his dick and started shaking it. Uncle’s semen was shooting out and spreading all over mom’s hand. Since they were through, i went to my room and jerked off. Still naked, i returned to my parent’s room. Now mom had put on her blouse and pettycoat. Uncle was tucking his shirt in trousers. My anger. And Toby, bless his heart did just that, he hammered me, he bruised me, he beat me, he denigrated me, he debauched me, and I loved every wonderful painful second of it. His cock owned me right at that moment, I was his, my pussy was his, my life hanging by a thread was his. I burst again, and then after that too, I knew there would be a big puddle of my cum on the kitchen floor and I was looking forward to seeing it.Then it was Toby's turn, it was like I had forgotten he was there, but I. My lawyer has told me not to touch it until the probate was over. It was, as of yesterday. All the property and bonds are in my name. I took the time to create a will for myself.”“Is there something you’re not telling me, Lambert?” mom asked putting her arms around him.“No, I’m not dying,” he chuckled. I saw mom with a tear falling.The five of us all laughed.“What does this all mean?” Sally asked.“As my lawyer put it, I am worth more dead than alive,” he said, thinking that was funny. “A trust. Wait a minute, Stan, I think Yves wants to speak with you.’ Stan did NOT think that was a good sign, but at least she hadn’t simply hung up. Maybe the disruption hadn’t been that bad. ‘Stanley? Yves Navarre here. I assume you wish to come back and dance?’ ‘Hello, Yves.’ Stan put his hand over the microphone and called upstairs, ‘Pick up, Anne!’ He put the phone back to his ear, removed the hand over the microphone, and told Yves, ‘I’ve got Anne on the upstairs extension. Yes, Yves, we would.