My husband, Jacob, is a 42-year-old Dominican male. He looks like David Ortiz, the former baseball player. He is dark-skinned with the most adorable...brown eyes. I had to force him to do Pilates with me 5 years ago because he started getting obese. Now, don’t get me wrong I love my husband and would love him fat or skinny but his health was a major concern for his doctor a few years ago. Jacob was diagnosed as pre-diabetic and would have diabetes today if we didn’t change his diet and start. "When we looked at the accounts they were all clear -- all the credit cards, and get this, Cassie, the mortgage is practically paid off, there are a few pence I have to go and pay and get the deeds to the house."The thing is, there's no indication where the money has come from. I'm worried, Cassie, that there's been an error at the bank and they'll claw it all back again. They say there isn't but I think there is." There's no error, Dad," she said with a half smile. "Ged's paid it off. All of. When I tell her yes she goes to computer for a time and then returns.“OK, here’s what we do,” she tells me. “The first step is to get you into a college, you need an undergraduate degree. To do that you have to either graduate high school, which is impossible, or get a GED, which is a paper saying you have the equivalent of a high school education. And to get that you have to pass a test, a written test. One of those is scheduled in about six months, and you’ll need to bone up in a few areas,. Bill’s balls slapped against Dennis’s forehead and across his nose.“Lick me!” Heather cried out. Dennis reached up with his tongue and licked the entrance to her pussy as Bill kept up his pace. “My shaft sissy! Lick my shaft!” Bill growled. Dennis changed his angle and a moment later Bill’s long dick was sliding across his tongue, pulling a wave of Heather’s sweet juices out each time. Dennis lapped it all up as fast as he could.Heather reached forward and fondled Dennis’s swollen, purple balls.