“Son, this is already done.”, Richard replied, then leaning toward Mary Stein. I wrapped my right hand around it and began to stroke myself up and down adjusting the phone so Michelle could see me jerking off. “Mary, your father wanted you to have this inheritance. About thirty minutes later, I went back into the master bedroom just as Michelle came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. The look on the faces of his natural born children was priceless. She listened earnestly as I explained to her what happened and how the building and the parking lot now belonged to her. She would shower then sit at the kitchen bar and do research on foods, spices and recipes she had found. “Hey baby.”, she laughed. She looked like a little girl who was about to pee on herself as she jumped around. I let her go and bent over and grabbed the handle to her rolling case and we walked hand in hand of out the airport.
