Of course she is desperate to save her daughter's marriage and was willing to go to extremes for that purpose. But can he do it? Can he fuck his own s...ster? He was upset and was confused.Ranga at 28 was tall and strong. He had not married yet for the simple reason that marriage meant only one woman to fuck but single meant free to fuck around anyone he wanted. He was easy going and had been free with his fucking around. His good looks and strong body helped him get any woman he wanted no matter. Suddenly I feel a shudder and he pushes my head down deeper yet and I feel his cock pour cum down my throat. When he's done flooding my mouth with cum I stand up and climb onto the couch and stand in front of him, putting one foot up on the back of the couch and shove my dripping pussy into his face. I put one hand behind his head and mimic the movements he did with me, shoving his face into my pussy over and over. I buck and cum over and over as he rolls his tongue over my clit, teasing it. While his words sounded remorseful, his eyes told me something else. I tried to ignore it. The hairs on the back of my neck were sticking up so while the man might be insincere he didn't intend anything that might harm me or mine. I just nodded silently as he spoke and then passed him off on Asana. Lord Omar hugged his daughter and then got on to other matters, like when she was going to give him a grandson. I just bit my tongue at that and thankfully Asana was able to push the matter aside.The. He had an older lady as a receptionist and I could see a little younger lady working at her desk down the hall. Ben came out to greet me and showed me to his very lavish office. I thought the big office at the shop was nice, but this was unbelievable. All mahogany paneling with polished wood bookcases and matching furniture. Even his desk was cleared, except a small neat stack of paper in front of his chair.Ben said the closing would be in his conference room as soon as Mr. Wainwright showed.