I shall not have anybody second-guess the decisions made by my father of which, I may add, I approve wholeheartedly. Anybody living on my lands better...decide quickly whether to accept this or leave the estate!”Caplan nearly choked on his anger.“Here in my church...” he started, but again, Thomas interrupted him immediately.“You are the curate here, Mr. Caplan, and this chapel stands on my lands, was in fact built by my grandfather and is my property. It would well behove you to remember this.. We fucked like that for several more minutes until Julia began to get louder and more excited, and as I plunged my hard cock deeper and deeper into her wet chubby pussy, she soon built towards her first orgasm."Oh god! oh God! oh God! oh god!" she kept groaning."Go on Robbie keep fucking her, she's nearly there!" groaned Mrs jones as I continued to fondle her ass and touch her wet bald pussy."Yes fuck me! fuck me! fuck me!" groaned Julia and as I thrust harder and harder and my balls slammed. Well, I'm a lowly numbers cruncher. I send marketing the numbers to play around with so they can pretend to know what to do with them." I love playing pretend. I pretend I'm in charge of people." She flashed her perfect teeth with a smile from between her luscious pouty lips. "Do you like to play pretend?"Let's pretend we're alone in this elevator fucking like rabbits, he thought. "Sure. What ya got in mind?" That we don't have to work Monday and the bar stays open till then." She winked giving. Love was something other people had. I had baseball cards, a stack of letters, some jewelry, and an oil painting. A woman at church helped me to cope. As bad as things were for me, she seemed to have it worse. Her husband left her pregnant when he was killed by a drunk driver. It was unfair. It made no sense. Her tragedy was more final than mine and left her a single mother. The woman was smart and strong. She managed to focus on the good memories she had of her man and tried to move on, and.