Koopah

Having never worn heels before, I helped her with balancing as we walked from the room to the elevator, out the elevator and through the lobby, and out the hotel to the car.

Eating Maraadah out had had an effect on me, and I figured I had enough time for a quick jerk-off. After closing the driver’s partition--which was black, lucky for me--I took my dick out and started to masturbate. Maraadah saw this and made a grab for it. I smiled and let her play, showing her how to stroke. Soon she was doing it almost like an expert, and started to suck me. Still, I didn’t think it was the right time to teach deepthroating, so I just let her get as much as her mouth would allow.



However, after just a few licks and head-bobs, it was done--I came in her mouth and on her tongue. She swallowed my seed and cleaned my cock, which I then stuffed back in my pants seconds before we stopped.



When we got out, I helped her into the building, asked the girl at the front about our appointment, and after she told us the floor, we got in the elevator and rode up to level four. The lawyer, Mr. Lincoln, was just sitting down at the end of a long table when we came in.



He looked at us and said, “You’re a bit early. You are here for the Vasquez affair, correct?” And when I nodded, he said, “Okay. You two sit on my left, and when her uncle gets here, he’ll sit opposite you.”



The uncle entered just as we were sitting down, along with a young woman who was possibly a girlfriend. Mr. Lincoln greeted him, calling him Cesar, and gestured to their seats. When everyone was settled, Lincoln started, bringing a briefcase up and saying, “Now, when Miss Vasquez was born, her father took it upon himself to make up a will.” He opened the case, brought out a folder, and from that folder, he took a document, and then read it after searching for the right line: “‘In the event of my untimely death, Vasquez Industries will be turned over to my brother, Cesar, and my fortune and estate to be given to my wife, Sara, and daughter, Miranda.’” He set the paper down and said, “Obviously, since Miss Vasquez disappeared along with her parents, there was no other choice but for Cesar to inherit everything. However, it now seems that we are back to the will’s original demand.”



Cesar said, “But we don’t even know if she is legal.”



Lincoln said, “True, but I think this young man is trustworthy.”



“Well, I don’t. Who is this guy, anyway?”



“He found her. Brought her back to us.”



“Still, I don’t think all that money should be left with him. No telling how he’d waste it.”



Lincoln turned from me to Cesar, saying, “Speaking of, how much is left?”



“Considering how well the company is doing, the money has actually grown to double.”



“Giving Gates a run for his money, huh?”



Cesar smiled and said, “It is not a competition.” He then looked me over and sighed. “All right, give him the money. But I keep the company.”



Lincoln nodded, saying, “Of course.”



“Very well. Give him the money and estate, and leave the company for me. Naomi.” He and his girlfriend stood up. “Is that everything? I have other appointments.”



Lincoln nodded again. “Yes, that’s all for you.”



Cesar nodded back, and he left with Naomi. I looked at Lincoln. “Do I have to sign anything or…?”



“Yes, the papers are right here.” He took another folder from his case, I signed, dated and initialed them, and the matter was done.