' Dear John DoeI hope this letter fines you in good health, I write to you with an important request; Im getting too old boy, my mind and body are get...ing weaker every day and I can feel my edge growing duller. Therefore I need you John, to maintain my estate, I beg that you agree. Do not fear Dear John, my maid Felicia has remained to help you every step of the way and I have left you more than enough money to handle your every need. I imagine by the time you've received this letter, i would. I know, how cliché. I had just turned 23 and it was the summer after graduating from college. I decided to head out into the world and make a difference. For a while, I just seem to be making a difference by moving back and chilling around my home town. Things started to look a bit down when I got an offer I couldn’t refuse. One night, a particularly naughty night, I was up pretty late talking to Brad. Something about the way he speaks drives me nuts. I couldn’t help but get my digital camera. Her body was so hot she was very blonde and was extremely tan. Every time I see one of those hot soccer moms in the grocery store I think of her. Her tits were to solid mounds; they sagged slightly, but were awesome for someone her age. Her stomach was slightly wrinkled from bearing Mike and Erica, but it was remarkably trim and toned. I could definitely see the muscles of her stomach without effort. Her pussy was neatly trimmed in order to fit a bikini line. As she sat across from me I could. The way they glanced back at her several times during their conversation told her that she had something to do with what they were talking about but she trusted Grandpa - Ben too, but not as much as she trusted Grandpa. Without thinking about it Gwen reached for a roll and started shredding it in her hands before she shoved the shreds into her still hungry mouth. Ben and Grandpa seemed to finish their conversation and Gwen watched as Grandpa took a step back from Ben and watched as he activated.