They’re part of the trust fund. What money he had, what his insurance paid to you for him killing Grace, also went into the trust. That’s why you ...ould have found out anyway. The trust paid for your costs of living and your allowance too, or Hiram would never have agreed to take you in. I should’ve raised you myself, but Margaret was begging me, saying how much she’d loved Grace, and how much she needed to raise you. So I gave in. I also had to promise never to tell you. I broke that promise. ....is you.....in my mouth......but I know I'm not done..........................."Rachel: "Good, because I'm ready to jump on your cock myself....Julian...." Rachel and Silkie had played this game many times with men and boys over the years.... "Julian, excuse us for a moment, I am what you would call "kinky" for my own sister.............and we need a few moments to be that way..............." They were in each other's arms, kissing, touching, stroking,belly to belly, legs entwined, four. Rose turned to her. “Thank you. Now escort your wife down to the front.”Tom walked to the back of the church and turned the corner. She stopped dead in her tracks. He is looking at his wife of fifteen years like it was day of their own wedding. She is wearing a white gown that stopped a couple inches above her ankles. She is wearing five inch white heels instead of the flats she wore at their wedding.Tom raised his eyes towards her face covered with the white veil. She has a thick layer of red. He notices too and with lightest touch drags a finger from my taint to my clit, lifts the finger to his lips, and savors the taste and smell of my pussy juice all while maintaining eye contact. The look on his face gives me goosebumps as he slowly lowers his mouth and begins making out with my clit. He enjoys the taste so much that he ravenously tries to push his face and tongue as deep and hard as he can into my lips. His long tongue feels so good and yet it isn’t enough. I’m barely coherent.
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