Over and around my knee, he washes and massages my leg all the way to my pussy.‘Switch feet’ he tells me. He repeats the same process over again o... my other leg.‘Turn around, put your hands on the wall.’He started at my shoulders, piling my hair on top of my head. He worked the soft washcloth down my arms, across my shoulders and down my back. I felt the horror of the night before melt away while he washed me. Moving in slow circles he scrubbed me clean.Reaching around me he washed my stomach. Finally the last button was unfastened. I slowly pulled the offending shirt aside and slid my hands up onto those gorgeous bare tits. Emma was by now moaning and quivering as I softly ran my fingers over her perfect tits and took those hard and enlarged nipples between my fingers to roll and squeeze them. “Oh crap, I can’t stand much more of this. Let’s go inside out of sight. The neighbors don’t need to see and hear what’s going on,” she moaned and staggered as she tried to stand up and. She slid up, held the tip between her dewy vaginal lips, then began lowering herself onto it. A sigh came from her rosy lips as Fred’s massive prong slid into her. ‘Yeahhhhhhhh!!!!’ she murmured, beginning to move her hips. ‘That’s what I wanted! Oh God, yeah!!!’ Fred grabbed her lithe hips and began rocking his hips up off the bed, feeling the tight walls of her pussy clutching him as he drove into her. ‘Oh!! Oh!!! Oh!!!’ Carol Ann groaned as Fred’s big wand plunged into her. ‘Fuck!!! Fuck!!!. I learned that an agent works for the seller and a broker works for the buyer. I simply went down to Century 21 and asked for the most successful broker in the place. The Power convinced her to treat me for real (which she gladly did when I pulled out a grand in cash as a retainer!) and gave her Mom’s requirements and desires. Then I began to call my network of stock analysts - I would need some serious cash to pull this off, more than I had available.After a couple of weeks, the broker called.