“I…. My… I know my mother’s name. It’s Chelsea. Chelsea Reese” I tell them.Shiho quickly gets on her laptop and punches the name in. “No... that we have her name we can bring up her obituary. It should have a list of all her surviving family members. I’m sure they will want to get involved.”I start smiling. Family I thought. I might actually have a family that might care about me, possibly love me.“Here it is. Chelsea Maria Reese: born January 18 1981, Died June 25 1994. Ms. Reese passed away. He pulls up and I let my neck go limp as I lickfuriously on the soft underside of his awesome cock. He starts pullingand pushing and soon gains a rhythm as his cock glides in and out of mymouth and open throat. I feel his rhythm speed up and his hips goingstiff and I wait for my reward. His cock swells as he pushes deep in mythroat and as he explodes he pulls it out leaving just the head in mymouth. A torrent of cum sprays into it and I remember he likes to seehis cum in my mouth and I resist. I came close to cumming, then he said lets go to the bedroom.After stroking each other he asked if I wanted to top him, he flipped over and presented me with his tight hole. I slipped a finger in, trying to loosen him up, then I worked my fat cock in ever so slowly, he was moaning and writhing but I just couldnt get it in! After a few minutes he told me he wanted to fuck my ass, I had been waiting for this moment all night!I started with sucking his cock, it was about 7" around and 7" long, a. We made small talk, and towards the end of lunch I engineered the conversation to Friday and we all agreed that we wanted it to happen. With that Jane produced the form “Roles and Responsibilities of a Participant” that he signed with much mirth. We had already explained the rules to him online and told him he would have to sign the appropriate paperwork! That evening Jane and I fucked vigorously, thoroughly spurred on by knowledge of the escapade arranged for Friday. When Friday morning came.