He did ooze a little precum and it tasted sweet. He insisted he had to suck my dick after I finished sucking his cock. “Are you sure you want to son...” “Yes Dad, I’m sure, you’ll have to tell me what to do okay?” He asked and I guided him.I told him to sit on his heels between my legs before I instructed him to wrap his thumb and middle finger around my balls as if I were using a cock ring. I told him to pull my balls towards him a little until my boner stood straight up.“That’s right Yuvraj,. When he looked inside, all it contained was a weird-looking key. A number stamped on one side of the key and MCNB stamped on the other made him think it might be the key to a safety deposit box.He thought to himself, “I know she doesn’t have an account there, so why would she have a safety deposit box? And what would she have that’s so valuable that she’d even need one? I guess I better drop by the bank Monday after school and check it out.”He dropped the key back into the envelope, stuffed it. Damn cops. My attorney tried to explain it to me. ‘If you had just shot both of them, or at least the guy,’ he began, ‘they probably wouldn’t even have taken you in for questioning. Just taken your statement on the spot, and characterized it as justifiable homicide, a crime of passion. ‘However, beating the crap out of the pastor of the largest Baptist Church in town, and one of the largest in the state . . . well that was just a little too much. Especially since both arresting officers attend. "She continued, "Face it: both of us are filthy rich. You live the fairly frugal lifestyle that you grew up with, but not me. For instance, I easily have ten times the clothes you do, and I always buy the best of everything, while you shop at Costco and Walmart. The fact is, I have more money than I know what to do with. If I want to spend it to make you, Sweetie, and Angel happy, why can't I do that instead of buying a hundred more pairs of shoes I'll only wear once or twice?"Suzanne grinned.