It was her favorite place to sit and think by herself and she especially didn't want her ashes decorating my fireplace mantle where she knew I would j...st sit and brood looking at them for the rest of my life. My loving wife knew me oh, so well.I told Randy that my cruising days were done, but he had a slightly surprising alternative offer to make. Would I consider just performing "Piano Lounge" for a season? Less work (also less money, but not considerably so) and I wouldn't have to sing. I. I’ve been way too busy. I’m hoping to have a look this week, though.”“Really? I thought you’d want to see that last set you never got to.”Wow, a hint. This was rare!“Oh, I do. Maybe Wednesday I’ll have some time.” I fought to keep my voice serious and disinterested.“I better let you go then, if you’re that busy!” she finished. “Talk tomorrow?”“Def.”It was hard to be away from her again. The wild high of the Thanksgiving weekend was making the coming weeks seem depressingly low. Still, there. Angela seemed quite pleased when she joined us in the car."Well, Master, things are looking quite good for us in the legal department. The firm we are suing has already made a settlement offer!" she said when we were again underway."So did you accept it?" I asked."No way!" she exclaimed. "It was a lowball effort and they know they will lose the case, so I am sure they will be back." Angela," I cautioned, "We don't need more money if this deal goes through, and I see no reason it won't."Angela. She grabbed it and started sucking him as deep as she could. Darren told her to get it nice and wet and she did.Karen started yelling “oh my god, I’m fucking cumming, I’m fucking cummmmming, don’t stop oh please don’t stop,” as Trish was eating out her cunt and Sally was masturbating while watching them go at it.Jenny was spread out on the floor with Karen fucking her cunt with the empty bottle. Jen rubbed her clit hard and fast as the bottle was shoved in and out wet cunt making her cunt.