Or so I thought. Uncle Henry hadn’t even been buried yet before I discovered Becca seeking potential buyers for Notts’ Faire. I was in my office, ...peaking with the tomb stone engravers when I saw Becca through my window. She was leading 3 business men in suits down Centre Street, heading towards the old stadium. She was smiling! Our father had just died and she was selling his life’s work! She cared only about collecting her inheritance!Grief does strange things to a person. For me, it. It was a risky strategy; she wouldn't be able to keep it up for long, he knew. On the other hand, it made the pleasure all the more intense. He decided not to try to hold off his orgasm; if possible he would reward her for her efforts. This was the type of game where it was just as fun to lose as to win, after all.From the sounds she was making, he realized that she might be the first one to climax. Her moans, which had originally been for the taste of his dick in her mouth, had increased in. 'Yeah I just left the lights on, dam battery's gone dead.''Hay no problem, I can give you a lift home if you like'I hesitated thinking back to being a k** and lifts from strangers and all that. That made me smile. Even if this particular stranger looked strong enough to lift my car off the ground. 'That would be great, your a life saver''You don't mind if I drop my stuff of at home first, I'm only five minutes around the corner?' he asked.'Yeah I'm in no rush.' I replied.He did live very close. “Okay, what?”“Would you care if I pissed with you inside me?” she asked.“Of course not,” I replied.“Seriously?” she asked excitedly. “My phone is waterproof, so I thought I’d record it too.”“You’re going to record it?”“Do you care?”“Not at all. I just don’t know many girls that would.”“Yeah, uh… I have something else to tell you,” she said.“Okay, what?” I asked, a little worried.“I’m into porn.”“Really? I couldn’t tell with your subscription to all of the adult channels,” I said.