‘Here. Have a whiff of that.’ ‘I see what you mean,’ Trina agreed. ‘Smells like a tart’s boudoir.’ ‘If you say so, lady,’ said Charl...e, straightfaced. ‘I wouldn’t know.’ ‘Chief Inspector it is. What about the other man he met? Did he spend much?’ ‘Do you know, I can’t recall him ever having a bet. But then I’m in the back office a lot of the time.’ ‘And did our sweet-smelling Russian come over as effeminate at all, did you think?’ ‘Blimey, luv, we just take the bets. We’re not running a lonely. Hank moved in with Mom and began a private practice in Burlington which made him a very popular and successful lawyer. He and Mom never got married, but that was a technicality that both of them ignored. From that time on, we four achieved some spectacular shared orgasms.On top of everything else he did for Mom, Hank knew of an excellent financial adviser who took over Mom's new assets and made them grow. After that, she never needed money, and her fortune grew slowly but steadily. I was not. ’ ‘Is your uncle home?’ Jeff asked nervously. ‘No, he owns a restaurant, so he’s out every evening. He gave me a key so I sometimes come over here to do my homework.’ They went up to the apartment and true to his word, Tom showed them Lana’s window which was directly opposite the living room balcony. Tim got his camera out and clipped on the big telephoto lens, while the others got settled on the floor, watching the window of the house opposite to them. As if on cue at exactly nine-thirty a. Mr. Miller stayed on the bed stroking his cock, talking. “Eat that baby cunt, tongue that tight little hole … fucking whores both of you.” He was beating his cock fast, and I thought he was going to cum. The girl did she arched up and panted, then let out a loud moan and I tasted her cumjuice in my mouth. I sucked and sucked lapping it up as she moaned obviously loving her first conscious cum. Mr. Miller got off the bed, his eleven inch cock standing straight up, he was panting hard. “Shit,.