One dot seemed to drift down the street and vanished out of range: two hundred yards.The Reynolds house was in that sphere. One dot appeared.Just one?...I thought she was having dinner there and...One dot, but there were two hexadecimal codes. G554ED and B30428. They were on top of each other. So close, the GPS couldn't place them discreetly apart. My stomach sank as I tried not to imagine why they were so close together.“Fuck,” I muttered. My forehead broke out in a sweat. My stomach curdled. I. He looked at her and she gave him a gentle smile. He relaxed a bit. He spread his thighs and sat back, watching her do whatever she was doing with his cock. She held his penis with both her hands; his cock, even when not erect, was so long that she had to use both her hands to cover it fully. Then she started stroking it, her hands moving in a manner which suggested that she was pulling a thick rope, or, more clearly, as if she was milking him. He liked it and sat watching her do it for some. The party was a huge success. The guys enjoyed the pool for hours, even organizing a game of horse and rider where the guys were blindfolded in the pool with their date on their shoulders while the girls tried to push her opponent off her horse. Everyone had a great time, laughing and joking until nearly midnight. Without being asked, before they left, everyone picked up anything that was left out, policed the area and departed quietly, so as to not disturb the neighbors.Jill had retired. “Then the two of us live on the $15 million of Stan’s money that I already have set aside for the future,” I told her. “I’d take you today with nothing more than the clothes on your back and consider myself lucky to have you to share the rest of my life with.”“I still want my own money,” she said. “Please don’t get upset about this, but I don’t ever want to feel like I’m just along for the ride again.”I nodded in understanding.“Mel, I get it, I really do. We just have to make sure that he.