"Sally watched him depart, only aware when the door closed that her gazehad been resting on his arse. Get it together, man! She strode into theoffice,...and booted up his computer. Writing the posthumous will would beeasy. Planting it in Steve's old desk would take some work...Chapter 3.Back in 'her' apartment, she had time to take stock. Who's life was sheleading now, anyway? A quick circuit of the apartment confirmed what shealready knew. One bedroom, an open plan lounge/kitchen, a bathroom,. ”“Oh,” Sarette replied, not sure how to reply.“It’s a long story. I needed the money to get my brother out of prison. I’d stopped stealing before that, but I took it up one last time to get him out, and it didn’t go well. Or maybe it did go well—Corec ended up paying Barz’s penalty fee and my own. I don’t know how I’ll ever repay him. Maybe I should forgive him for not telling me about Ellerie right away. Anyway, we’d actually run into each other before that, and he’d cast the binding spell. This was supposed to be good for his prostate at his age. I pushed one and then two fingers into his anus, locate the gland and massage it. Jordan enjoyed the procedure and had a hard-on. I was actually finger-fucking Jordan. I sucked and played with his cock with my tongue until he climaxed.I waited for Jordan to fall asleep before I slipped away to join Arnie. I was itching for a fuck. I laid in his bed on my stomach. Arnie straddled my thighs on his knees, pressed his cock down and pushed. Ashley waited for Madison to get closer to the bathroom before whispering, “Pssst.”Madison saw her sister and said, “hey.”“Where’s Alyssa?”“Asleep, I think.”“I’ll be right back,” Ashley said to me with a wink. She darted out of her room and went into the bathroom with Madison, who was now wearing her pajamas. Ashley was still fully naked.Madison turned the light on and looked at Ashley, who has semen dripping down off of her face. Her tits were plastered with my cum as well. “Looks like you.