Even though father said that this was a home office I thought it odd that the man was dressed in nothing but a pair of jeans. I also had to wonder wha... kind of business the man was in to be able to wear his hair so long and have a number of tattoos. I was pulled from my musings when I felt my fathers hand on my arm. SARAH! He shook my arm. I must not have heard something he had told me. I started to pull my arm away but he held onto it firmly. When I looked at him he had that expression on his. If you don't want to stay here in the house, I can arrange a hotel for you.”“No, I'll stay here.” I replied.“Here are copies of the wills,” he said,handing me a thick manila envelope, “finally, a word of warning. There are people who try to take advantage of the recently bereaved, do not sign anything without my approval until you have your wits about you. My retainer is covered for the remainder of the fiscal year, that is to say, through next June. Your father spoke highly of you and your. But she was not submissive as she was massaging my cock rigorously. I had cummed in buckets some time back so fresh cum was still building in my balls. I held both her hands and got on top with her hands jammed on the floor and her legs locked by my toes.I could see her panting. He tummy was going up and down and her breasts were swelling up and down with each breath. My cock was hanging in between my legs with a drop of precum dripping out of it. I stayed like that and the drop fell on her. ‘Come’ he said gruffly, taking my hand in his. ‘The waters getting cold’He helped me out of the water and led me to the cabin.………………………………………………………………………………………………I led her to the narrow cot in the only bedroom of the cabin. The sheets had not been changed for months and were full of dust, but we didn’t care as I lowered her down onto it. Her hand immediately went behind my neck and pulled me down beside her as her lips found mine and we kissed hungrily, her mouth devouring mine.My hand went up.