Jill and I owe her everything, if it wasn’t for her and Bob, none of this would have been possible, so please keep doing what you’ve already been doing, just now, call her Mom,” I explain to everyone who is nodding their heads. Dakota gets up off my lap and heads to get her phone to arrange for a limo to take us to the interracial Hawk. Since I still had a couple of minutes before breakfast would be ready, I headed down the hallway to dress for work. After getting dressed for work, I went back to the kitchen and ate breakfast. John had already gobbled up plate number one and was filling his plate for serving number two. Diane sat quietly eating. Amy had a plate on the counter next to where she was cooking. anal “Amy, keep an eye out for some boxes being delivered by FedEx. Text me when they arrive,” I tell her. I kiss her as Dakota and Melanie both arrive at the kitchen. Mom pours herself a cup of coffee as does Dakota. There’s a knock on the front door, the car and Fred had arrived. I grab my laptop and back pack. Dakota has her assistants’ book and we head out to the car. CHAPTER 3 The ride to the Hawk was a lot quicker than I had anticipated. exotic When we arrived, Fred dropped us off at the front butt door. I told Fred that we wouldn’t need him until about lunch time and maybe his Italian restaurant would be a good choice. He said he would be back about 11:30. I thanked him, putting another tip in erotic his pocket. I said hello to the security guard and the three of us rode up to the top floor. I felt Mom teasingly squeeze my ass until the elevator stopped to let some people on. She just smiled at me. Dakota moved a bit closer to me, still have no idea what it is about Dakota that makes me thankful that she came into my life. When we reached the top floor, we stepped off. I headed over to Sharon’s desk. She had her back to me working on her computer. I saw several car flyers. I was right on both accounts. She had one SUV a Lincoln Navigator and a Mercedes E-class sedan. It was the third flyer that surprised me: A Ford F-150 pickup truck. “I don’t want to go to the Bar Association with this and have everyone know I was that petty.” The ache anal built and built at the tip of my cock. She was burning interracial in her own butt hell of lust. Ever.... We exotic didn’t care. You must have gotten him!" I think I would just kind of ride along and see where it goes.” They could hear him walk up the stairs as they sat waiting. Damn she had been sitting here this whole time with benwa balls. The atmosphere was so thick you could cut it with a knife as five beautiful, totally vulnerable pairs of breasts erotic hung there in the afternoon sun.