I’d like to live long enough to retire. I’d like to live long enough to see the next version of Windows for my computer. I’d like to see Riley g...t her degree, and a PhD if she wants one. I want to see Billie get her new heart, and see her go to school like a normal kid. I want to go for hikes in the mountains with Maizie running along by my side. Or at least be able to walk to the office again. I’d like to know if there is such a thing as true love and whether anyone was really right for. That wouldn't come for another couple weeks.We'd be taping daily shows until the end of June. Then we'd take July and August off. We needed to decide what to do about next season. Rhonda and I were meeting almost every afternoon to go over business plans. More and more, Rose was in the office with us. Our roles had evolved. Rhonda and I were executive producers. Rose was unquestionably the CEO. We needed a clan meeting to confirm the positions. Sam, Jennifer, and Louise rounded out the business. Abigail then squatted down on one of the quarters, held it between her pussy lips, and walked over to the glass on the floor. She then squatted back down and released that quarter allowing it to drop into the glass with a clinking sound. She repeated it with the other quarter. As a final feat Abigail squatted down onto the glass containing the two quarters and picked it up in her pussy too. She then took me back to her bedroom where she deposited it on her bedroom floor just as easily as she. Unbuckling his pants and pulling his dick out. She grunts as he shoves his cock into her. “Look up mother. I want you to watch him fucking you. I want you to see what a whore you are.” I tell her. Tammy softly stroking my rock hard cock. She looks up, her body shaking as the fat man thrusts into her. With a grin he reaches beneath her. His hands moving under her shirt to grab her dangling tits. She seems mesmerized by the sight in the mirror. The sight of her being fucked by a stranger. Tammy.