Her hands were moving dangerously close to my raging firm dick. I pushed her hairs aside and made her feel my hot breath on her neck and pushed her bl...use down. She did not react I could see the goosebumps on her skin as I started to breathe on her skin.I asked her, “Can I push it a little more down?” She said, “Yes, little more till you can see what you wanted to see.” I said, “Yes, I can see, its black in color.” I could not control myself and I held her from her chin and turned her face. You will realise in moment that I need you over here. Want you over here. Oh damn. Behind me some waitress is re-filling the glass of the girl beside me. Would I like some more wine? Yeah sure, what the hell? Damn. Dinner is progressing nicely. I think Jeff is too busy feeling up his partner under the table to crack pathetic jokes, and the couple beside me have just returned from London, so we have fun exchanging stories and comparing notes. I look up to see where you are and you are standing. Marco Lucchese leaned back in the chair and glared out through the glass doors and across the well manicured lawn. He looked at his yacht. It was all at risk. He could lose everything if she lived. Why couldn't that fucking audit of her inheritance have waited until she was eighteen? Until it was too late? Picking up a Mont Blanc pen, he threw it across the study in anger, an anger fuelled now by a hint of fear. Hiring Julian Blackmore to be the patsy might have been a mistake.I KEPT AN EYE on. ”With mom slouched in the bench to accommodate Beth, her face was at a perfect height for me to offer her my cock. Keeping one hand on Beth’s head she grasped my cock and stuck her tongue out and licked the glans.“I have waited so long for this day, Steven.”Beth looked up from where she was between my mother’s legs, “Yes Mom, suck my little brother. He has wanted you to do that for years. Just like I have wanted to lick your pussy. We are going to do you, Mom. Both of us. Steven is going to.