"That's right, love," I cooed, "lean towards me a bit, show me those great tits."Two more glasses of wine later, she was really flying. She had change... into a short skirt and waistcoat with her own bra underneath."No, you can't wear a bra under that" I said forcefully, "it will show."So, she turned her back and removed it, she is now posing for me showing a lot of flesh."That's great, love, push those tits out at me" Flash! The studio lights fire off, "good, good, now undo another button,". She leaned down to her son while flicking her hair, once again, for cover and kissed her son’s earlobe. Gently she licked his lobe then kissed the side of his face to his neck where she began to kiss and suck like a cheesy vampire in one of those black and white movies from the 40’s. Joyce moaned as she grew more excited causing her to become more enthusiastic in her wrestling with little Daniel, she sucked his neck before realizing, to her horror, she had given the prepubescent child a hickey!. There would be no point, not from Owen’s end. None of Maxim’s money was accessible through force. The coins, almost all of them, were seated with Kirk. Maxim needed the middle man. Luckily, he saw in Natasha’s smugness, a frustrated sense of failure. She didn’t know what she was dealing with.Neither did Owen.Maxim sat down at Katelyn’s left. Giselle carried him over a small cup. He nodded a thank you.“Monsieur MacKay? May we begin?” He smiled, politely across the room. It helped that the coffee. The winding drive we turned into was immaculately landscaped and led to a 3-story mansion. Ruth met us at the door, wearing a clingy red silk dress – very sexy yet classy. The foyer was marble, with beautiful art on every wall, sculptures and huge plantings. Ruth explained the oversized elevator led to the upper floors and allowed her hubby’s hospital bed access. As Ruth showed us thru her beautiful home, I couldn’t help admire her outfit. The high heels she wore made her calf muscles stand.