This pattern continued over the following 10 years ending up with me owning a nice portfolio of houses for rent and in both England and the Canaries t...erefor quitting my full time job and retiring living off my savings and rental income of the properties.I was happy in the first year living well and travelling but being on my own I started to get bored and realised I was paying people to cut grass, mend fences, paint my houses and all the other small jobs that had over the last 10 years become. She had actually just outright told him that she was going to swallow his cum, reassured him she would manage it all. He decided he would make her work for it, see how skilled this little slut truly was.He had expected her to unzip his pants, but to his surprise, she instead lowered her face and began planting gentle kisses on him through the fabric, searching and probing with her lips as she defined the shape of what lay underneath. He groaned in frustrated lust, loving every second, but keen. .. Confident enough to tell youabout 'Ian', heh." Who's 'Ian'?" Grandma asks, making me grimace."Ah, he's- that's..." I say. "'Ian' is my 'boy name'. It's the last twosyllables of my first name... I always hated the name 'Kayleigh-Ann',especially as everybody always uses both parts..." I never liked it either," Grandma says with a warm smile, before extendingher hand for me to shake. "And it's very, very nice to meet you, 'Ian'!" Th- thanks," I say, smiling genuinely for the first time in a. He saw the desperation in my eyes, I know that’s what tipped him over the edge as his hand around me spasmed and his balls emptied his spunk powerfully over my slit and into my panties. A sheen of sweat gleamed on his forehead. Once he had relaxed his grip on me, he collected the remnants of his cum from himself and tucked himself away. “You’re going to wear me for the rest of the day, and you are not going to cum again until I allow it. That’s for taking so long to get here. Understand?” I.