Shortly the slim young man of about my height with brown hair approached our table."I'm Michael O'Brien," he said in introduction. "I was told that yo... wanted to see me." No, we've came to see your grandfather," Katie told him."He doesn't run the business any more. He's retired. Are you really the O'Connell heirs?" he asked."Yes," Margie answered and produced a document that I hadn't seen them carrying. She handed it to young Master Michael. He studied it carefully for some time. The document. Lisa crossed her legs and caught Daniels eye. She made a slight attempt to pull down her skirt but failed to cover her stocking tops. Lisa felt slightly breathless as she saw Daniels eyes flicker down to her legs. ‘Tea or coffee?’ Daniel asked as he switched on an expensive coffee maker. Lisas voice was rather husky as she asked for a black coffee. Daniel hurried along with preparing the drinks and Lisa scanned his apartment. There were a series of books in a smart bookcase and a large flat. I press her tits as she stood straight up as the same time I pressed my dick against her butt. I pulled her hair to the side. As I gazed at her back in the morning light. My mouth went to the side of her neck we both said “good morning” at the same time. She lead back her neck exposing more of her flesh. After a few seconds she said “You going to spoil your meal”. At that I said “you are my meal, my sexy cougar”.As we ate we only had one thing in mind getting through so we can enjoy more sex.. Visit and your ‘reclaiming’ me. Now, you’ll have to reclaim me again. LOL.You were glad to see me in the wee hours. We were relieved that I was still alive! No, Jerome is not a serial killer! I appreciate your ‘taking Saturday off’ and promising to leave us to own devices. You promised that after you got a good fucking. Yeah, you were in the throes of passion at the time and a little groggy, but we’d agreed already. Saturday morning was brilliant: warm, sunny, breezy and I breathed it all in,.