Give me some evidence of your bona fides before I can answer any of your questions.”“Very well. How about your widowed mother’s name and address...and her current financial position at the bank, including her account number?”“As the saying goes, ‘not a lot of people know that,” so try me.”The voice rattled off all that information in a few seconds. As Reg was silent, staggered at the accuracy of it all, the voice went on, “Would you like your mother’s bank account to be increased by ten thousand. I didn't even know about the money until just a minute ago." I was curious about how he knew that though."You're going to give it all away again, aren't you?" He groaned and had his hand on his forehead when he said that. I was glad to know he hadn't guessed it right at all."No. I just wanted to know if it's really mine, or if it isn't." I'm going to give you some unsolicited advice, Kenny. Wait until the funds have been transferred before telling your mother, or anyone else, what your. Started kissing her all over again. I bit her ears. She was doing the same. The room was full of our noise. Then we reduced our volume.I removed her bra and started sucking her boobs. I was thrilled when I saw those melons. I wanted to gulp them. I sucked them hardly. I removed her panty as well. She had a heavy bunch of hairs on her pussy. Really friends my mouth is watering right now thinking about it. I hold her legs up and kept my mouth on her pussy. I started sucking. She was holding my. There is quick movement above me in our bedroom, then the sounds of a toilet flushing and running water from the bathroom. I know that soon she will descend, the goddess of love in her chariot of fire, and a warm glow spreads from my stomach, igniting my pussy and making me squirm my shoulder-blades against the cushions. I feel sultry, like a harem girl, lying preened and pampered, intensely feminine and softly giving, ready to be her sovereign’s delight.Then the door opens and my vision of.