She wanted to crumple it up and toss it. But she didn’t. She opened the letter and read it. It was very curt. The Earl explained the death of his co...sin the Duke of The Eastern Province and his family had forced him to pick her as his heir.Else, it would go to any living, true relative the lawyers could find. He had planned to leave it to the second son. At the time of his death, he hadn’t been able to locate any other living relatives of their direct family line.He informed her that he hadn’t. Bryan sat back, his ass just inches from my face. I steadied his hip with one hand as I grasped the butt plug with my other hand. "You ready Bry?" I said, as I got ready to pull out the plug. I was rock hard at this point and I suddenly felt Bryan's nine-year-old hand grasp my leaking cock. "Yeah..." Bryan replied as I felt him lean forward a bit followed by the sensation of his hot breath on my cock head. Then he plunged his mouth down onto my cock making me gasp out. My own son now had his. I grab the sheets and brace myself for impact as her cock begins to spread my ass wide open once again. The pain isn’t nearly as bad as last time, but it still causes me to bite down on the mattress. “How’s my little mattress muncher feeling? Just relax like last time and it’ll feel much better.” I moan out loud in response as I feel the tip pop past my sphincter. She waits patiently as my ass adjusts once more to being invaded by her gigantic, hungry python. I only wish she could deposit her. He was probably around fifty so about twice my age, large-set and very professional looking - I assumed he was gay of course and that he just wanted an excuse to touch my body but that kinda appealed to me, just being wanted was a novelty. We'd started chatting on the seawall, he'd commented on how beautiful the clouds looked and I'd agreed then we'd both talked about how lovely things look this time of year but how terribly cold it is - I can't remember exactly how the conversation turned but.