After all I'm only following my client's wishes. Showing your identification and signing a receipt will be sufficient. See you in half an hour then?"I...knew Agent Peel had to be excided but she managed to keep her voice under control."Yes. See you then." Then she hung up."Well, I can see you have other business you need to attend too Mr. Goldstein," I said standing up, "we'll be in contact concerning Kim's husband's other assets." Of course. Yes, do that. Thank you." Goldstein said also standing. And his lovely cinnamon wife. Wouldn’t that be nice?”Mark remembered Jake’s ‘cinnamon’ wife very fondly. She didn’t look like cinnamon. Her skin was the color of cocoa. She tasted like cinnamon. The memory made his cock swell even more inside his daughter, whom he had been fucking when his wife asked the question.“I think so, Honey, but it’s hard to think when I’m this hard. It’s also hard to talk when you keep pushing that cream pie in my face--not complaining, mind you.”“Is it hard to talk. After what felt like a long time of passionately kissing my mom and feeling her up Jac instructed us to go to the next level. In a smooth and passionate move, I confidently flipped her over and managed to get into the covers but was stopped by Jac who asked mom to remove my clothes first. When she had removed my t-shirt and shorts, I quickly jumped into the covers which didn’t seem to displease Jac too much. I positioned myself gently into the missionary position and mom wrapped her legs around. She invited me in and asked to sit while she brought tea.I was planning my move hearing that her husband was out of town and so were my parents. She came and sat on the chair next to me. I began striking a conversation and very shrewdly began revolving the convo around intimate topics. I wanted her to know my interest.I began telling about my girlfriends and I soon saw she was interested. I was going right. She was keen to know what all we did. I acted reluctant to test her curiosity. She began.