Fernandez." Yes, Mr. Adams," replied the intercom, as Mr. Adams was walking toward thedoorway."Hank, come on in." Bill, good to see ya." The two gentl...men shook hands and Mr. Adams closedthe door behind them."Miss Parker, please meet Henry Fernandez. Hank, this Candice Parker, whonow owns the former Simmons estate." Candice rose, and the usual businesspleasantries were exchanged before everyone sat down."As a matter of full disclosure, Miss Parker, Mr. Fernandez and I have knowneach other on a. ..he says , existYet once help both doggy ass to ass , on the gym pad it was too late for us too college student in Miami for 2 week of debaucheryi was drunk as hell thinking i we were going to smoke weed following that black dude we met on the beachwe both thumbed sounding stupid behind him, to that basement we should have never went towhen we got to the room everthing coudnt be more wrong , as i get worried and Max looked at me not sure we should be hereweed smoke and dim light we could see. But that didn't really matter to me. Not the way my sister matters.If I jogged the whole way home from NSCC, I could be waiting at the curb as the mailman drove up in front of our little house in his rotting Jeep with the steering wheel on the wrong side.When I run like that in the summer the sweat drips off me. But this was winter. A deep inhalation of frigid air felt like a thousand tiny daggers flying into my lungs. A gasping exhaled breath would spout a huge cloud of steam into the air. I'd. She stood there like a statue enjoying her orgasm as I fucked my lovely mother-in-law. She collapsed on top of me and I continued to slowly fuck her. Oh my! Matt…haven't you cum yet." "No I wanted to feel you cum, don't worry baby I still going to fuck you good." I pushed her aside and turned her around. I got behind her and pulled her to her knees. I then took my cock and slapped her ass a couple of times with it before roughly inserting it deep into her pussy. "Oh, that feels good Matt." "Oh,.