“I'm going to change in my old room, to avoid you attacking me again and preventing me from making our dinner. “ giving her a peck, he quickly dodged when her hand tried to reach his now calmer cock “I'll be right back.Sullen and with her naked body still weak lying on the armchair, Charlie watched him leave the room, helpless. Several minutes were needed for her arms and legs to regain some stability again and she could get up to go to the wardrobe. With a devilish smile, she opened the sliding doors and looked at the clothes inside, wondering how long it would take Morgan to realize that, one of the times she had woken up before him that day, before "attacking" him like he had. had said, Charlie had stolen all of his shirts from inside his old room and put them inside that wardrobe. It was his new pajama collection, after all.Wearing one of them, which fit her more loosely and snugly than any dress she had ever worn in her life, Charlie wondered how long it would take him to notic
Salivating at hearing him say that, Charlie took Matilda in his lap and went to sit with her in one of the chairs, with Sawyer following, despite making sure he kept a considerable distance from her. Having fun teasing him, nudging his wavy tail when he wasn't looking, Charlie waited for her husband to serve dinner, which he did within minutes.“No, Sawyer! “ Morgan gave their cat a gentle scolding, as he jumped onto one of the chairs and started staring at the plates full of pasta with a pitying look. “I put dinner on for you and your sister before you even walked into this kitchen. Also, the sauce may have some ingredients that are bad for you. You don't want to go back to the hospital again, do you? “ he asked the cat, lifting it easily in his lap and smiling when he saw it raise its adorable and desolate face towards him “ It's no use making that face. No pasta for you.“You really were born to put a house in order. Charlie chuckled.“ Well, I imagine dealing with stubborn cats is
“And these are the reports from today's meeting. “Said Hiroshi, his assistant, placing a pile of papers inside a folder on the table.Suppressing a sigh, Morgan opened the file and brought the papers up to eye level, having to make a huge effort to concentrate on the words that were printed there. Never before in his life had he gotten off automatic and scattered about his work before, but Charlie had changed even that part of his life. Now, instead of easily focusing on the information he needed to absorb and decisions he needed to make, he couldn't think of anything else but returning home to Charlie. And not just to slide inside her delicious pussy, but, perhaps mainly, to have her in his arms and be able to talk to her, hear her laugh and simply watch her exist, which lately had become her favorite pastime...“Mr. Sullivan? “Hiroshi's voice snapped him out of his reverie, the slightly higher pitch letting him know that it wasn't the first time his assistant had tried to get his at
“ It is the report that the lawyers handling the lawsuit against Ms. Manson sent? “ Morgan realized, as she read the first few lines, “Well, as I thought, she can't do anything against a perfectly legal measure... The trial is yet to be scheduled and the court is likely to rule in favor of Charlie, on account from the evidence we gathered... " he continued to read aloud, more and more confused " But what's so bad here that... Wait...! “ he gasped, hardly able to believe what he had just read “ What do you mean “inconsistencies were found in the death of Anthony Manson, after further investigation”? His medical record and death certificate weren't made available until four days after the funeral?! But this is absurd! “ he grunted, disgusted “ The law requires that the causes of death be clear, before the deceased is buried and, above all, before a will is executed! With so much time on her hands, if she wanted to, Samantha could even have…” Morgan's blood froze, as he realized somethin
By the time he got home, even though the headache medicine he'd taken at work had already begun to have some effect, Morgan was still feeling wrecked. The doubt about whether or not to tell the things he had discovered was threatening to suffocate him and, to be very honest with himself, he didn't even know how he would be able to look into those beautiful happy eyes that day without having a panic attack. Charlie had once made him promise to stop acting like he could tell the future, but... what guarantee did he have that she felt anything more for him than lust and friendship? How could he not let anxiety take over, when everything seemed to be designing for her to leave, when she received Anthony's inheritance?Those questions were still making his brain bleed when the fresh scent of cleaning products hit his nose. Confused that this was not the day that the cleaning service that had worked for him for years came to clean his apartment, Morgan looked around the entire house, from t
“Oh, I have…” she laughed and got down on all fours again, reaching for the washcloth that was forgotten over there again, starting to shake her meaty ass towards him, while scrubbing the carpet “I can clean a floor, how nobody...“Sounds interesting...” Approaching her, he first admired the sight of the soaked fabric perfectly clinging to the folds of her pussy, leaving perhaps more exposed than if she were naked “But I think you could do this even better, if her uniform was a little looser... " Moving his thumb precisely in the place she was offering him, Morgan first pressed her clit mercilessly, then moved his fingers up to the little button that held the two parts of the thong together, unraveling it. o and revealing her dripping pink folds to him “Yes, just like that…” he plunged three fingers deep inside her, slipping in so easily she felt like she was made of butter “Don't you feel better already?“Yes…” Charlie groaned, wiggling hungrily against his fingers “Much better…" I
The feeling of being unable to do anything useful in the situation was almost overwhelming. If only she could get access to her father's or grandfather's inheritance, to try to make a higher bid than the person who was planning to buy them... But even that wasn't good for her. Even after all the efforts she had mobilized that day, more than 70 animals would still be completely helpless if they couldn't find a place big enough to house them. But how to do that, when neither she nor Jack nor Vivian could afford a place like this, which would certainly be expensive? And how to convince someone to rent them a new place, if were they deep in debt? Were they doomed then? With no answers to those questions, Charlie just tried to cry as silently as possible, holding back her sobs and feeling the endless waterfall of her tears wet the fabric of her pants, until a soft touch on her shoulder surprised her, making her jump. Lifting her damp face, she found Morgan leaning over her, his expression
“It's going to be okay, honey. “He leaned over to kiss her forehead lovingly“ I promise." That is the problem. “ Charlie sniffed “ I can't think of a way to make this situation end well. The order has already been carried out, which means that this house no longer belongs to Vivian. And they seem to have even found a buyer... " she continued counting, more and more desperate " Where are we going to take all the animals? Some of them need medical treatment, special food, neutering... And now we don't even have a roof over our heads... " Charlie cried, making Morgan hug her even tighter.“We'll work it out. “ Morgan assured him, determined “I guarantee it. Even if Vivian no longer owns the shelter, we can try to make a higher bid and buy the shelter.“But... None of the three of us have any money...“Of course it does. “ he smiled, relaxed “ In one year you'll have two inheritances to receive and enough money to pay off any loan you want to take out. Including very well-intentioned inv