Ruth and I had been scrupulous when it came to saving for our retirement. At the time of her death, we had a joint investment account managed by our F...nancial Adviser, Bob Thompson. That account had a balance of over three hundred and fifty thousand dollars; not bad for a couple still in their thirties. A large part of that balance was due to Bob’s advice that put Ruth and me in the right short-term and long-term investments, and he had us sell the short-term investments just before they peaked. Come on.” She suddenly felt her tiny body take the force of the muscle bound Mike. Her tiered anus muscles gave in and his cock slid in and out with ease, hitting virgin depths. Blinded with pain and panting through gritted teeth, Disha accepted her sordid fate. The headboard loudly batted against the ivory wall. Disha’s lustful cries and whorish screams encouraged Mike to quicken his pace and deepen his thrusts. Her makeup ran as her face became streaked with sweat. Her back felt close to. On one wall wasa ?couch? formed into it seamlessly. The wall curved out and then back to thefloor to provide the seat. The floor was covered in an off white spongy rubberlike material. Firm enough to be stable to walk on but with enough spring toprevent injury. Over near the couch though, it was apparent that the floorwas different. The material there seemed looser and softer, looking almostlike a nest. To one side of the nest, it looked like a barrel shaped moundhad been formed out of black. Payal was open minded and I knew she wouldn’t think anything about what I was doing, even if it wasn’t her thing. She always had to make a joke though and had to ruin the moment! Roshni smiled and we started dancing. Pretty soon we were grinding each other on the dance floor. She ran her hands over my shirt, making my nipples hard. We went over to the bar they had by the DJ and ordered some more beer. She grabbed a bottle and held it to my lips, pouring the amber liquid into my mouth and then.