"According to the news, the streets are closed, but the 'L' is working. How about we get dressed and I show you what I've learned about Chicago. Who k...ows, maybe a few of the museums are open," I asked."Sure. I'm game," she jumped out of bed and started getting dressed."Don't you want to shower? You know, wash your cream off," I asked pensively.She looked between her legs. "Why? Even if it were purple, no one is going to see. Besides, I like smelling like sex. But, you should wash your face,". He was looking straight at me as he stroked his cock, that seemed even bigger up close. He was average build, balding, wore thick glasses and was making me very horny. His cock was very fat with a big long head and hairy low hanging balls but best of all, his fat cock must of been at least 9 or 10 inch’s long and had a nice downward curve. I had never done it but I imagined that his cock would be perfect for sucking because it curved the same way a throat does. I started rubbing my brother’s. But I guess what I would like to do is donate $10 million to the Institute, with the understanding that $1 million will be allocated for the expenses of each of those women. Finally, upon leaving the Institute, they are to receive the balance from that million in cash.”Wilkerson thought for a few moments and then nodded his head decisively. “It’s a deal, Mr. Harris. First, on behalf of the Institute, I want to thank you for your generosity. Second, and on a personal note, I must say that your. ”“Sorry,” the brothers said in unison, looking daggers at each other. “How’s the Bullimea,” Megan asked airily.“Fine, you should try it,” Kate chuckled, “It must be such a faff having to get new clothes because the old ones don’t fit anymore. “I feel for you having to leave the poor children to go to visit all those ghastly countries,” Megan sighed.“Yes, especially the USA, everyone is so rude and fat, except your father, he’s lovely,” Kate smiled, “And he has such a wonderful fund of.