"Monica, will you please come in here." I started to pull up my pants but he told me to leave them down. Monica came in. She was attractive and was ...robably in her early thirties. From how she looked and her skin color, I had always guessed that she was Italian. She was a little on the short side and had a few extra pounds. What I had always noticed were her huge tits. I'm sure they were double D's. "I have given Mr. Jenkins here a sample of Viagra to see if it will help with his erection. The first was an antique leather-bound journal with a worn strap holding its covers shut, the second was a heavy envelope with my name, Melissa Gordon, written on it in neat (if old-fashioned) cursive hand. The letter inside was typed on expensive heavy-weight paper that had the company watermark in the center of the page. The letter explained that the law firm had been retained by a small, independent museum to find and return the accompanying diary to the nearest living heir of the doner.. How was it possible that there as another like him.WIthout a second thought he clocked into a channel that only Bruce and Clark had access to. He waited a few minutes before hearing a familiar deep voice call out the name. "Clark?" Bruce are you seeing this?" I thought I told you not to call this network unless it was an emergency." The guy behind the voice sounded unpleased with this."I know I know but I think I just found another.." Another what?" Bruce asked curious on what Clark was going. Giving my daughter-in-law time to reconsider our actions but when she didn't do anything to stop me, didn't make any moves to get me to take my hand away, I let fingers sneak in under her panties and glide smoothly along the length of her silky pussylips. She sighed a content sigh and pushed her pussy against my fingers.By now my cock was rock hard and I didn't even give the fact that it was my daughter-in-law's cunt I fondled a thought.I took a step back and ended up behind Jennifer. With my.