Suddenly, something warm and wet traced the edge of my ear. It left a cool trail before she lightly blew on the area, giving me more chills. I was fro...en with my paper and pen as she continued to lick my ear. I almost wished I had a mirror, just so I could watch that sinful pink tongue of hers touching my flesh.“I’m going to have to strip you of the paper… You’re such a Meany, favoring that paper over me,” at this I felt her press her breasts against my head for a moment, rubbing them against. Then I felt Rachael take my hand, mom open the door, and I being led to my bedroom.I was sort of pushed into my room and over to my bed. As it hit the back of my legs I sat down on it. Rachael wasted no time in removing her clothes. The silky white blouse came right off and there was nothing underneath it. Her black micro miniskirt was unzipped and down in no time followed by her white panties. She placed her white panties in my hand and told me to sniff them while she got things started. All I. She rubbed the head around my enlarged hole teasing me. She was enticing me, "A nice big hard cock on a man who knows how to use it. You would know what it feels like to suck a real one..." "Oh yeah sounds good. Please honey, please...." My voice trailed off."Please what? You want me to set you up for some abuse by cock?" She teased me further with he fingers in a way usually reserved for woman. "Whatever you want I'll do it I promise. I'll be a slut a whore just please finish me off." I. Look, I don’t begrudge people their money. I’d been rich. In fact, by most standards I still was. I had the villa and the art collection and the boat and the sports car, once. Being rich doesn’t make you a bad person, though it tends to nudge you in that direction if you’re not careful. Maybe not so much bad as egotistical and paranoid, actually. But the people who bought houses here didn’t do it to start families, to live their lives from start to end. These weren’t even vacation homes,.