Once you understand it, you own it, Uncle John used to tell her.And once you own it, you can use it.Uncle John had died two years ago. In his will, he...d left all of his assets in a complicated trust that made his staff equal beneficiaries until DJ turned 26. Then, they received $1million each - and she got whatever was left - unless she agreed to keep them on staff.When she'd seen the terms of the trust, she'd checked his - now her - cash flow and been stunned to discover that there was a good. His face rounded, softened, as his moans became more and more feminine.The sheer sound of them was beginning to turn me on.His chest began to swell, pushing outwards through the robe. I felt myhand press against his crotch further and further until it was completelyflat. I grabbed even more forcefully, feeling the fabric enter his newwoman hood, prompting a louder moan.He, or rather now she, collapsed to the ground. Shivering from pleasure.She looked up at me, her once dull grey eyes had become. I turned slightly and took the right nipple into my mouth, sucking on it gently, cupping the other breast and squeezing lightly. I heard her intake of breath. I suckled for a long minute and then withdrew. Without any noticeable apprehension, Pamela reached with both hands and parted my robe. My firm erection stood straight up with a little bit of curve. She took her right hand and began toying and exploring my thick 6 inches. ‘I had no idea how beautiful a man could be up close and personal.’. “I know you do,” Carrie says, as Elise is walking away, “she's a dime. Even I want her. I bet Melinda does too.”“Mmhmm,” Melinda answers quietly from under the table.Carrie places her hand on top of David's, looks deep into his eyes, and says, “Don't be shy, Dave. Tell me how you want her. Be detailed.”Dave, uncomfortable with her strong gaze, and distracted by Melinda's breath on his cock, responds, “What?”Carrie chuckles. “Awww, Honey. You're scared. It's ok. I'll do it for you.”Melinda.