The long damned walk up the hill from the parking lot with his garment bag over his shoulder, in his now-thoroughly-wrinkled Service Alphas, the drab ...haki uniform of the Marines, had him sweating in the winter-weight (for wear in Virginia) woolen uniform.His room was in a side wing, to be near the Gunny's room, and the Gunny didn't have all the money in the world, he knew. Deb Reineau had set it up, she'd put them in the La Costa, probably for valet service and proximity to Pendleton.He'd. She had asked everyone there but no one had seen the kid.now miss gayani has come to me for help.i quickly consoled her and assured her we’ll find him for sure.then we looked every where around the school.finally after about an hour I find him in the first aid room of our school.the boy had gotten himself injured via falling and a teacher had brought him there.gayani miss was very happy and hugged me out of joy and apologized for troubling me.i was shocked with receiving the huh and could feel. “You son of a bitch!” he yelled. “You’re never going to get your hands on our money! I’ll see you in hell first!”“I don’t know what money you think I’m after, but I’m marrying Mel because I want Mel, not because I have some elaborate scheme to steal the money you made by trading her to Stan,” I told him. “I have my own money and enough pride to get a job if that runs out.”“You know she stands to inherit millions from Stan Weaver’s estate!” he bellowed.“That’s not your money or your family’s. I cried in pain as his large cock f***ed itself through my tiny asshole. I felt my hole stretch wide for his manhood but the pain brought tears to my eyes. No lube, just a dry, ramming f***e r****g my tender asshole. Pushing deeper and deeper. I finally felt his balls finally reach my pussy lips. His cock was now fully buried in my young ass. I had a second to regain my breath I thought but the bastard immediately pulled out, his cock making a popping sound as it exited my ass. Then, again he.