Talking about the sale while eating dinner. Towards the end of our second meeting, Mr. Cooper said, “Here’s the one thing I don’t like. The high...price tag. That’s a lot of money.” “I understand. We assure you this is a good deal, we have taken twenty percent off, since you are buying twenty units. That’s 4.4 million,” I said as slid my foot out of one of my high heels and slid it between his legs. “Oh really? Well I guess we can discuss it more,” he said, surprised. “Maybe we should discuss. It was a collage of snippets from people Doug had interacted with over the course of his life. Alia’s secret facebook group informed many of his contacts about her plans to create a set of memories. People were asked to submit 15 to 30 second videos wishing her man good tidings.Some of the more memorable portions included one from his grandc***dren in a group saying, “We love you, Pop-Pop!” Luca made a touching statement about how his father never let the Atlantic keep them from interacting. I slipped inside the cavern with one of the flameless lanterns I had borrowed from Lieutenant Deming. I took a careful walk around the inside of the cavern and confirmed that the walls had been worked flat with a chisel, judging by the tool marks in the rock. In the far back corner, the odd thing I'd noticed on my first cursory inspection immediately caught my eye again. The dirt floor was slightly mounded in a rectangle about two feet by four feet. The raised area was only about a quarter inch. I shuddered as I watched it, and had a strong cum, seeing Mum's tongue emerging from between Ms.Okiwe's dark toes, coated with toe-jam and shoe-fluff, and the black domina's voice bitching at her as Mum ate up her toe-jam and told the negress her toe-sweat was delicious! Ms. Okiwe did various other things to Mum too, such as making her lick her black ass like a slave, and subjecting her to intimate examination of the vagina and anus. I couldn't help getting hard again, seeing the negresses.