I asked: “What’s wrong baby? Didn’t you enjoy that?”She shook her no and then told me: “Yes, some of it. But not when your cum went into my ...outh. There was so much of it I had to swallow.”I smiled and told her I loved her cum and if she opened her legs again I’d lick her again! She didn’t move. I moved next to her and hugged her. I whispered: “You tasted delicious. Sweet and I think you enjoyed your little pussy being eaten. Didn’t you?”She looked at me and smiled a little. Then she told me:. I may have described myself as average, but financially, I'm not 'AVERAGE.' Far from it.Remember I mentioned that I couldn't remember who number twenty-two was, well, it was because of her that I'm filthy rich. Lottery! Weekly drawing. Fifty Million! Nice, eh?Instant riches can have bad parts. Like being hounded by all the Cretins out there for some dough. That includes your Aunt's third Cousin, twice removed too. And her children. Leeches all.So I had to move and get under the radar. Country. ”“Hm...” Owen smirked. “That is less than what I could press out of your father.”“I have other things,” Natasha said. She spread her smile wide. She turned on a flirtation that Owen hadn’t seen in her before now. She had always been feline and sexual. “Perhaps--”“No, your ass’s hardly an exchange for that much money. Besides, I got all of the great sex I could ever want,” Owen said slipping his arm around Frieda’s shoulders.Natasha’s face sparked like a wildfire.“Sex? With Frieda?” Owen turned. ’ I had just had the best sexual experience of my life, a clumsy inexpert blow job. ‘Can I see you Carol?’ ‘But I am fat?’ ‘So?’ ‘Oh. of course, OK.’ She took off her jumper and her leggings, yes she was fat but her skin was soft. I kissed her, then told her to lie down and I would return the favour. Her panties came off easily enough. The smell from her was intoxicating. I was face to face with my first vagina. I opened her and put my tongue in, I knew roughly where things were. I found her.