"Haven't you known him since you were three?" I guess he's busy with work or seeing his girlfriend," I lie, not wanting to admit that we've fallen out...and he's ignored my messages since."Are you still working for your dad? How is he?" Mm. He's okay, telling me how to live my life as usual but he'll never change," I reply looking at Rebekah as she rests her head against my shoulder. "When are we going to discuss moving forward?" We'll do it in the car," she smiles, reaching out to hold my. Kathryn is in the front row begging me to come forward. She pushes me into a chair and straddles me not waiting for any more foreplay. Foreplay is not what my wife needs at this moment. Her pussy is so wet she sinks right down to the base of my cock. With the smile she complains, Damn, you are so big. Kathryn kisses me once then straightens enough to push one leaking breast into my mouth. Of course, I do what comes naturally grab Kathryns hips and thrust up as my mouth feels with her milk. I. “What did the lawyers say?” I asked, feeling my heart in my throat.“They wouldn’t tell me much,” Mom said, and she sounded on the verge of tears. How could she still care for that asshole? I never understood it, and she never managed to answer when I asked. “They wanted to meet with you as soon as possible to discuss his estate.”“His estate?” I said. “Why didn’t they want to talk to you?”“You’re his only heir,” Mom said, and then I heard the sob. She was crying. My father somehow managed to. After all, it wasn’t the first time that Miss Catherine had disciplined them. In fact, far from it. Once given the authority to deal with them she had used it frequently, and was very experienced at both spanking and caning them. It didn’t worry them that Miss Catherine’s classmates were going to watch because they were quite used to being punished in front of family members and guests as that was all part of the disciplinary regime. Mary also knew that being watched was always an added.