Money, wayover two hundred k! In cash and gold. Several debit-credit cards, underdozens of names, that held who knows how much money? Papers that ID'e...the whole family, under what he could see when mom opened that box, atleast ten different names! Then a list of contacts, that could bedepended on and he plus his sister, were given a copy of that list. Avery short list indeed!But what troubled him most, was that sealed letter she gave them both,in it was a copy of a sheet of paper that she. My parents still had no idea that every weekend they brought me out to Mr. Miller’s farm I wasn’t just doing chores for him. In fact I wasn’t doing any chores. Every weekend Mr. Miller got to use my body however he wanted. Mostly he fucked me himself, but he had a huge German Sheppard named Duke and a big old boar named Hugo that he liked to see push their cocks into me as well. The local Sheriff, Sheriff Matthew Owen had become a regular visitor on those weekends as well, and my favorite times. Even a very young man who she seemed to be fond of, probably thinking this young stallion would be a very willing partner for us. But she shook her head no as he offered to buy her a drink, she was being very selective. Soon a tall older man with dark hair and a bit of graying at the temples approached her. He smiled, she smiled and she motioned for him to sit next to her. She had selected her prey.I took a long drink to calm my nerves and then watched as they chatted and smiled.She swirled the. But the other shoe was a mess of stringy,clinging thick cum. As I examined it I was relieved that there wasn'tmuch mess inside the shoe since my semen had been forced out the cut-outsto the outside. So it was actually quite easy cleaning up the mess thatwas covering the patent leather. And it was so slick that it couldn'tabsorb anything. Whew....that was close. After cleaning the shoe I removed the socks from my feet. And even thoughI had just orgasmed a few monents before and had felt nothing.