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Chapter 105 by princessjasminedoll

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A Proposal

The truth was, Elizabeth did have an ulterior motive in having Douglas work on Luther's case. She'd found Leroy was so used to being a cantankerous troublemaker and lecher in part because there was no stability to tether himself to. He had a series of stormy, short-term relationships. He had a son that had been incarcerated for many years. He had a brother and sister that had put him into a nursing home rather than deal with him. Stability had always eluded him, so why bother trying to establish something real and permanent. Elizabeth would be adverse to it in his shoes as well. So she was going to extend the invitation. She put on a blue nightgown, concealing the growing belly bump, climbing into bed with Leroy.

"So ... Douglas has agreed to help Luther," she said, broaching it carefully. Leroy's eyebrows raised. He lifted up Elizabeth's nightgown, exposing her bushy pussy, the lecher casually molesting her while they talked.

"Good. I'd like to see him breathing free air again in my lifetime. He's not going to ask for ... compensation, is he?" Leroy asked, his face screwing up contemptuously.

"No, nor would I offer any," Elizabeth said flatly. "Speaking of family ... I ... I'm pregnant Leroy." The pervert's eyes widened, and for a moment, he was silent. "I know you've had difficulty in past relationships, but I want this to work. And I hope you want the same. It's weird asking this ... but I want you to marry me, Leroy." She blushed, as Leroy's old, calloused fingers worked at her clit absently. This wasn't the ideal way for this to go down, she thought. He sat there for a long moment, thinking on it, his mouth opening and closing like a goldfish.

"You're serious?" he finally said. Elizabeth nodded.

"I am." He smiled broadly, tugging the trophy onto his lap. He seemed to always be hard, advanced age notwithstanding, and he adjusted her until his cock was buried halfway inside her.

"Then I accept," he said. "But it's going to be my house. My rules."

"We wouldn't have it any other way," Elizabeth agreed.

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