How can I put it, a mixture of surprise, to put it mildly, and attraction, to again put it mildly? It was after that time that Byron began to find any...reason he could to be around our place, especially with me. I couldn’t fail to recognise what was going on. If he was in the kitchen with me, which was usually the place where we were together, he would sit looking at me like a hungry puppy pleading to be fed. At first I tried to ignore it, telling myself that it was ridiculous that a young man. Now as a large greedy man he never married as not to share his wealth he usually relied on hookers to satisfy his perverse sexual needs for many years this lifestyle suited him very well but he had a problem that turned into a obsession some time ago at a dinner party he noticed his good freinds mr creams daughter 16 at the time he couldn't keep his eyes off her slim gourgous body with her diamond earrings and necklace the tipical daddy's girl apart from she was wearing a mini skirt far too. I can't change the world anymore. I don't want to anymore. I don't even want to have an orgasm. I just want to stay here. Like this."I heard the front door click and then creak open, then close, then someone slowly crossing the room in heels. Martha and I both waited, sitting against the headboard and looking at the bedroom doorway.Ronnie appeared, still dressed in her skirt, blouse and heels. She saw us and leaned against the door frame, her head wagging slowly, smiling ruefully, one palm. I love you and your soft muscles, the tender skin and bony frame. As long as you can make love to me , nothing matters…Stay with me. I will make a will to pass on all my million dollar property to you.. You need not do any work for a living but this,( meaning fucking her all the time, of course!).. Just this all the time… she tugged my hard shaft rigidly with her hands and mewling with growing lust she stood up.I made her recline on the couch as she finally gave up watching the TV action and I.