?It’s her dream, Sir. Loved that house the moment she set eyes on it.?Vince stared at him. This guy was clearly no wheeler-dealer. No wonder they’... gotten themselves in such a deep pile of doo-doo.?How much is the house worth, you reckon ???One and a half million plus, Sir.?Vince snorted. ?In this market ? Eight, nine hundred thousand tops. Your equity’s all gone, son.??The agent said we’d get ???Agents don’t know jackshit. You’d get what a bank says it’s worth.??I think ?? the man’s voice. I knew the county cops were dirty, so it wasn't too much of a stretch to think they would do the questioning of Martinez. "Instead I could let you go, if you gave me your word this ends right here and now between us. I will even let you make an anonymous call to the cops. One where you name the kidnapper, or you could question him yourself. If you do that, I will give you a cell phone number to call and leave a message." So should I go with the guaranteed course of action, or should I trust. Where do you want it sexy?. I think I will let Steve decide since hes doing such a fine job with my pussy. How about you make her pretty face even better with a load of cum all over Said Steve. Alright you Heard the man slut, make me cum and make sure to get your whole face full of me. I started with my hand but soon he started fucking my throat again. Steve kept fucking my pussy with his hand at the same rhythm. I was really close and I could feel his cock getting ready in my mouth too. He. We agreed to meet at his on Saturday morning, where we could relax and take our time, and we did, every Saturday morning after that, and for two to three hours we would make love, over the next six months.He passed away three months before my fifteenth, he was 73 and on Viagra, with a heart condition, so in some ways, you could call me a grave robber, as opposed to him being a cradle snatcher. He left me a tidy inheritance, much to the puzzlement of my father, but mother suspected, well, she.