Even that summer in Mexico when I thought I was in love. Maybe that’s the difference, then I thought I was in love, now…I stammer, not knowing wha... to say and you move closer to me. You hand now is gently rubbing the thigh under my skirt. I blurt out”I think I am, but I just don’t know if this is what I want or should have or…” and my thoughts and my voice trail off. I’m at a crossroads. I really don’t know.I think I love you, but I don’t know if I want to touch you and have you touch me back.. I'm yours. I'm your little dirty bitch. I've your cum in my mouth and cunt, now shoot in my ass. Mark your territory. Use me as your cum-dumpster."I needed no further encouragement to dive deeper into her ass. My cock was almost fully in. I looked down into her parted ass, shiny with lube, my cock buried into her rear hole as I had fantasized about only an hour earlier.I jerked her head back by the hair and jammed a couple fingers into her mouth. The same time I reached down and slid a finger. ” She smiled and dropped to her knees to undo his pants. “But it seems I’m going to need more than just words to convince you.”Oh man! She’s about to blow me! I can officially die happy now. His dick flopped out and hit her in the cheek. “Oh!”“I’m sorry, Aunt Valerie!”She responded with a girlish laugh and gave the head of his throbbing rod a tender kiss. “It’s my fault for letting you build so much up in the first place.” She lowered her own head and let her warm tongue slide up from the. All the same, Tamara could comfort herself with the notion that the direct debits and standing orders that had been set up were tapping into a well of funds that must be pretty much bottomless. And ultimately that source, as Tamara discovered from Zoe before she'd died and from her own research on the internet, was Zoe's father who'd died nearly half a century earlier."He was rich," Zoe told her. "Fucking rich. He almost owned the bloody government. If it wasn't for him there'd probably never.