’ ‘I’m not naïve, dear. I know I can sell it for quite a lot based on the existing contracts the company has.’ Dad sat down and covered his f...ce with his hands. ‘I might as well blow my brains out to get it over with.’ ‘Could you do it outside? Then I won’t have to ask the housekeeper to clean up the blood and brain splatter.’ ‘Too bad you can’t run the company yourself, Mom.’ ‘Oh, I think I could do it and quite well, too.’ ‘You were a cocktail waitress when we met.’ ‘I was working as a. I admired my hourglass shape, lifting my heavy full breasts and brushing my fingers over the large nipples, sucking in my breath as I felt my pussy twinge in delight from the light touch. I hoped you would be pleased with my body, I want you to devour my sexy curves, hungry pussy and tight ass. I ran my hands over my mound, making sure it was nice and smooth. I had finally gotten up the nerve to have a Brazilian wax done, when you and I first started communicating online, and you mentioned you. Probably best it stops now’I took a breath and said 'I’d rather you didn’t stop’She turned and smiled at me like I’d just made her year. 'Okay honey, I won’t stop’That night I went to my room and about half an hour later the expected happened. I opened up the message and it was another photo. She really was getting the hang of this whole selfie thing because this pic was incredible. It was from between her feet again but this time she was on her hands and knees. The perspective gave me a view. ”I didn’t tell her it was already out, and in my hand.“Thrill me,” I urged. The truth was, I was more thanslightly excited already. Wasn’t that Lynda’s voice?Fuck, it _had_ to be! I knew in my guts that it wasLynda who had called me and that she was just playingthis teasy game because that was the kind of girl shewas.“I’d be on my knees in front of you,” she murmured intothe phone. “With my shirt off so you could touch mytits, and with.