Harris was the Executor of Daddy's will, the Trustee of the Trust, andPresident and majority shareholder of the company. Mr. Harris was so kind tooffe... Mommy a job at the company and said if sara was a good girl she mightget to work there this summer. sara thought that she and Mommy were so luckyto have such a nice friend to look after them.. During the last few years Daddy and Mr. Harris and some of their friends andbusiness customers had gone hunting each year in South America and before. .Once my lips parted, she began stuffing the sock in my mouth using only the toes of her right foot. With her left foot, she pushed against my chest, harder than before, causing me to sink further back into the couch. It became so uncomfortable that I had to scoot my butt down the couch, closer to her. I was practically laying down now, her feet resting on my chest, her disgusting sock pressed into my mouth, hanging out an inch or two. My head was craned up just enough to see what she was. So that left four of them I didn't have. As I thought of what they were Ifelt my bowels finally push my poop into the panties. At this point itdidn't matter much and it was warm against my ass and also it was mypoop. It almost felt cleansing.The four I didn't have were1. Holding the bottles of beer2. Showing my wiener3. The photo of me at the front door from yesterday when they had left4. The picture of me sitting on Dave's cock with my hair and face coveredin sperm.Dave was hidden behind my. Jefferson is waiting.’ Something didn’t make sense. Did he just mention Jefferson? ‘Jefferson? You mean Alex Jefferson?’ she enquired sounding stupid. ‘Yes, the one and only Mr. Alexander William Jefferson. Now shall we get going?’ the lawyer clipped. ‘Wh…where are we going?’ Aida asked again sounding more stupid by the minute. ‘To his office of course, the procedure of your bail was completed’ he explained patiently. Aida walked out of the cell, out of the police station and into the sunshine..