Those are some copies of the files that should ensure it." So, I will have all that shitload of money once you have killed yourself, right?" I know it...may look like it but..." Bullshit, with all this it is clear that you have planned to leave me here all alone. Don't you understand that I do not want any of your fucking money?"Now she was using the gun for pointing the papers. Shit! I couldn't remember whether it was loaded or not."Alex, honey. Please put that gun away." So? Now I'm 'honey' to. “Did you dream about this?” Her question takes me by surprise. She must have been listening after all. “No. But I dreamt that you gave me a head job.”“Of course you did. How very convenient for you? I suppose you’ll be telling me next that you dreamt of anal sex and gang bangs?” Her cynicism is hurtful. “No, just the two dreams. A wet dream about fingering your pussy and . . . in the second dream you were sucking my cock, but I woke up before . . .” Without waiting for me to finish. Meanwhile I was running my hands over slippery back and round hips. I could touch the curvy area of her butts. I then leaned forward and showered kisses on her back ad hips. I stretched out my middle finger and inserted into her asshole. She grunted like anything and let out a moan aaaah, aaaah!!! I dragged her toes, held it both hands and kissed her feet, bit her fingers one by one. Cupping my balls in her hand, she squeezed them gently as she licked down my long shaft and then lick each fuzzy. 'Angela smiled. 'I'm your friend, Liz, no matter what you do ordecide, I'm your friend.'I blinked hard, it was all suddenly too much for me, everythingseemed to be crowding in. 'Are you ok?' Angela asked softly andI nodded.'Yes, thank you, Angie.''No,' she said suddenly blinking, 'thank you.' We smiled at eachother and Angela suddenly bounced up and put some music on, aclassical piece and I wrinkled my nose.'You're a jazz snob!' Angela shouted with delight, pointing herfinger at me. 'No I'm.