"So, are you going to fuck us, or are you just talking?" he saidHer answer was to pull Nick to her and kiss him, deep and hard."I think I'm going to f...ck you," she said when she let him up for air.Then she gave me a disconcerting stare just before pulling me to her. Unlike Nick, I let my hands roam over her tart body as I lost myself in her ruby lips and darting tongue."And you, too," she said softly when she released me from her lip lock."OK, your place or mine?" I said."Neither," she. Hetouched his bud with his finger and then brought it to his nose. "How didyou get cum dripping out of my hole already, you pig?" He smiled; he knew!He eased his hole down on my pole with that sexy groan that sunk into hischest. It went in so easy with his cum and my wetted pole. He started toride me for all he was worth. I started to buck under him purposelyholding back my load, so that I could enjoy this for a while longer. Istarted to stroke his cock, which was drooling pre-cum again. By the way, when am I going to meet the guy who's taking you to the prom?" Well he's taking his tests for college and he's on the Prom Committee so I told him that you would drive me to the Prom. He'll be busy setting up everything and that would save a lot of hassle."He was sure that there was more to this story than she was telling him, but she was not giving up any more information. She got up and scraped her plate and put it in the dishwasher."You'll need a tux. Do you have one?" she asked. They are available, mind you, but there are just too many complications. Which makes this story all the more unusual.I inherited a couple who were clients of a broker that left the firm. Their account was not large; about $100,000 in total assets in the account. There were indications that they had more assets elsewhere, but the file didn’t indicate where. “Mike” and “Susan” also lived in Scottsdale, but were not close to me. The records indicated he was 40 and Susan was 38. He seemed to have a.