But the money... ' His words trailed away into a low, steady sound like laughter.Pat felt herself reeling. A million for her, almost more money than s...e could imagine. But still... 'How could he -''Die? Heart attack.'Pat nodded slowly. Yes, that would be the most believable way. 'But wouldn't suspicions be raised, with a nurse living here and all?'Now Brendan's smile blossomed into a grin. 'They'll be too embarrassed about the circumstances surrounding his heart giving out.'Pat never frequented. Iris was continuing to masturbate Julie with avigorous pumping of her hand. She even managed tostick her fist into Julie’s cunt up to the wrist. Juliewas making guttural sounds while she continuedsucking my tit. When I sat up depriving Julie of my nipple shewhined in disappointment. I quickly removed all of myclothes without regard where they landed. Then Ipulled Julie upright and reached behind her back tounhook her bra and discard it. Iris was continuing tomasturbate her. At least I was probably now done receiving collections of clippings, I thought.Wrong. There was a brief respite and then a new collection of clippings and even some interesting original documents arrived. All solely concerning the life and times of Judge Moonbat, to paraphrase the venerable Texas Judge Roy Bean.I really wasn't too terribly interested in reading about all of the life problems of "Daffy" Dana Russell. I looked at the collection of papers and clippings and threw my hands up in the. I had never experienced a orgasm so intense. Paula's hips had met my every stroke. Her hot juices coming out of her love hole had us lubricated to the point that my balls were wet making slapping sounds as they made contact with the cheeks of her firm ass! We lay together catching our breath allowing our orgasmic spasms tosubside. Neither her or I said a word as we began to pull on our swim suits. I folded the blanket noticing the wet spot from Paula's orgasms. I knew I had performed well even.