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No one under the age of fourteen has any sex in this story. THE RETIREE: I was living the life of Riley in the MT. Beaver Condo Complex, when I went down to get my mail from the mail box complex at the front of the compound. There are so many units now with Marty’s expansion projects pretty much finished, that they had to take out most of two fence units to fit the mail box unit in. They did manage to find room for all blonde of the signs designating cumshot the complex’s title and the warning signs about parking in other’s parking spots, too. Not that the idiots listen to those kinds of admonitions. I think that the designated towing company is thinking about renting a space in the parking lot to be handy for all of the business they get here. I opened the box, with my cute little brass key that works fine after being used for a couple of years. And lo and behold there is a letter for me from some kind of lawyer’s LLC that is unknown to me. But it is addressed to me, Otis Merryfield, just like it says on the front of the envelope. So, being curious, because I allow very little mail of importance to come here, instead of my post office box; I move up the stairs to my condo unit, one of the single ones and wave at the nice policeman living in one of the lower front units as I pass him by. He would have waved back, I know, except he was giving his girlfriend a very fervent hug as he readied himself to move off to God knows what kinds of dangers that he will face this day. When I settle my aching bones down, I prepare to open the envelope with its apparently important message. And I find out right away in the letter that they are blowjob representing a long forgotten uncle of mine, Ben Kendall, whom I haven’t seen since my marriage about fifty years ago to my now departed wife. No, she didn’t die, she just departed to places unknown to me. Oh guess she didn’t consider me exciting enough anymore after about thirty seven years of marriage, a conclusion that a string of escorts might disagree with, especially with me up their asses. The letter goes on to say that he has passed away recently at the age of almost one hundred. A total of years more than all of his children put together, if my memory serves me right. One son died nobly in serving his country, one died ignobly in prison and the third one a daughter died at the age of sixteen. That one still hurts in my heart to this day. The upshot of all of this is that he died with no known lineal descendants, and decided to enrich a number of worthy causes and also the lives of some of his favorite relatives. I guess that included me, too, since the number for me was fifty million dollars (tax paid.) I don’t know how much anyone else got, but that was a staggering amount to me. The thoughtful question came to me as to why he might be favoring me, whom he hadn’t corresponded with for about half of a century, and then it all came flooding back. Her family had lived right next door to mine. Her father was my mother’s brother and they had been very close in their childhoods. And Angelica and I were just the same from the time that she was born, just two years to the day after me. Mom used to take care of the both of us as toddlers, since both of Ange’s parents worked and Mom was a determined stay-at-home mom. Both families used to tease us a lot about marrying each other someday. But, she and I would just look at each other and wonder why ruin the great time we were having together by getting married. I am guessing if things had worked out though and she hadn’t died so young, that we might have tried to find a place where we could have been together for good. But, as the years went by, we did everything together. We skated, hiked, fished, camped out and went to movies only with each other. Neither of us ever entertained anyone one else in that manner in our hearts. Sex never raised its head between us during those years, we knew that we were boy and girl and loved the fact, but that was enough for then. We loved each other in every other way and were very satisfied in that. Then just past her fourteenth birthday, she found out that she had childhood leukemia, in her bones and bone marrow. It was terribly serious but wasn’t travelling through the body, yet. This would come in the coming months they warned and in those days there was not a treatment for it. She snuck over that night to sleep with me, held in my adoring arms as she sniffled and teared up through the night. She showed no indication of self-pity over it, she just knew what a terrible titjob pain it would be for me with her doggystyle going her way very early from me in our lives. I was still somewhat oblivious about the ramifications of this at that time, but very tenderly comforting to her in her obvious distresses over it. After a year of this, she became too weak to go to school and so as to not separate us during this difficult time, both of us were excused to do our lessons at home, which was a new idea at the time. We found a lot of comfort and fun in doing our lessons together and they kept us from focusing on her discomfort all the time. Two months after her fifteenth birthday, she was staying over with me in my bed after studying late and playing board games together. “When...will...we...know...if the tablets...are...working” asked John as the pressure of ejaculation started to mount in his balls. Habit made him look towards the cumshot nearest woman, eyes meeting those of the girl's mother. "But Mommy, Ryan already spanked me," she pled. The driver, John, opened up our door and Angela immediately blowjob yanked me out of the limo. I grab her beautiful arse and pull her hips against me. Nicole attempts to slow me down and force me to go drive it left. Jesus then made his move. She knows, I like her to suck my nipples which get me more excited. I could feel a flood of her juices on my hand as she finished her orgasm and let her bum back down on the blanket. She was just so perfectly cute I had to take some close up high res pictures of her, perfect pale skin, blonde hair, I pulled her panties aside for a good shot of her hairless twat, and lifted her bra to expose her pretty pink nipples. His hard-on was a tent pole inside his underwear, and he realized that Val had to have left the waistband of his pajama bottoms wrapped around his thighs for a reason. She curled up on her side and lay awake reflecting on everything. It thickened and ran toward his left side, like a snake emerging from its hole. And Swiper pushes his cock into her mouth. Slowly and with an open palm she reached blonde down to unclip the still-holstered pistol from her belt, hesitating for a moment before tossing it away. He stared at her wrinkled, caramel soles thinking doggystyle of the lucky pathologist that titjob had gotten to share the intimate experience of her autopsy with her, examining the contents of her last meal, weighing each and every one of her organs, removing her brain, all while examining her head to toe. "If you don't slide in this easily, she's not ready yet." As he began to stand and scan the area for his pants the hunter noticed the bear was on all fours before him, her face close to the dirt, and her ass raised high into the air, almost as though she were presenting herself to a mate, and in a way, that is exactly what she was doing. Timid at first by slowly taking He woke up eventually and went home. Ah, ah unnnh, ah yeah.