The solid gold baseboards settled that score right out of the gate. DFM was the world's most profitable investment bank and they certainly knew how t... flaunt it. The walls were covered in silk-thin, platinum wallpaper. A diamond-studded display case showed pictures of Yves-Marchant shaking hands with various dignitaries, foreign and domestic. Here he was with Emperor Arash of Persia. And there he was with President Hernandez of California. The place just dripped money. The whole thing was. The next ten or so pictures, were ones of a similar nature, all featuring Catherine modelling different times of lingerie. Leather, spandex, lace. All of which were extremely immodest.Father Andrew used to confiscate Playboy magazines from boys' lockers when he was headmaster at St. Thomas High School, five years ago. They had pictures like these in them.The second set of ten were even more graphic. In these Catherine was wearing nothing but a smile. She was showing off every bodily orifice for. Dale sacred me this time, he has gotten mean and violent before, but this time was different!" "I can handle Dale that's no worry! I hope in a way he does come around, I'll get our pound of flesh! When I was home Dale had me scared, he always made me feel powerless! I'm no longer powerless, I'll pound him into a greasy spot on the driveway! I'm not saying Carol and me aren't rich, but both of us have real good paychecks. Sam's school expenses won't be a problem. If it doesn't bother you right. " A shiver of hesitancy and fear ran thru me. I had never had something that big up in me. Afraid it might tear my ass hole, or bust my shit shoot. Also he was an old man, would he want to fuck me half the night before he came. He informed me that this was the only way he could get off, was to fuck me in the ass. Sucking just didn’t get him off, because no one could take his massive cock deep enough into their mouth, or suck it hard enough to draw the cum up out of his balls..