" Garrett, I'm sure a collector will want it. It's just a matter of finding out how you can unload it and get the best price for it. I think you need ...o call some auction houses in a large town that handle things like that and, maybe, some of the larger dealers to see what they think is the best way to sell the money." Yeah, I suppose you're right. I guess I'll go back early Sunday and begin looking into the boxes, then one day next week I'll see if I can find someone to tell me about the bills. He groaned in appreciation and spread his legs more, as I licked around his balls. His cock was pointing down in front of him below his balls against the bed as he lay there and I noticed that he was still pretty hard. I tickled his cock-head with my tongue, then licked it, kissed it and tasted it. In fact, it seemed like it was getting really hard again. My own goes limp quite quickly after orgasm and my recovery time isn’t what it used to be but now he was the one who sat up and said,. But tonight I was in charge and she was the one in need of comfort and reassurance. I took a risk."I love you." She didn't seem surprised. Indeed, she hardly seemed to hear but just continued looking at me. And then she smiled slightly and slid her hand up from my lips until she could grab my hair. Then with surprising strength she pulled me down, twisting up so that her mouth met mine. That first kiss was long and asexual. An affirmation of our love for each other. I didn't doubt that she. I think she knew what was coming next. I kept a steady rhythm, pushing in and out of her pussy as I pulled my thumb out of her mouth and pushed my thumb, now wet with her saliva, against her tiny asshole. She moaned, just a little, as I pushed harder. It was tight and didn’t want my thumb inside even if she was willing, so I rubbed my thumb in circles around her tight hole, pushing her saliva around and trying in vain to loosen up her hole. I started stroking into her harder and gave up with.