Molly even pointed me toward the catalog and reference book that Mister Dean had used for his design. The equipment was expensive, but I thought it we...ll worth the money.The differences between Molly’s house and most of the homes around El Paso, highlighted the dichotomy between having money and getting by. Conveniences that made for a much better quality of life were available; they were just out of most westerners’ reach. For once in my life, I was motivated enough to make sure my reach became. Isn’t that awful?’ ‘I don’t think so,’ Bobby said. He began sliding his hands over her warm skin. Lana purred with delight, her body undulating. ‘God, Bobby! You have the neatest touch!’ she cooed. ‘I don’t know how you do it. You touch me and I feel all mushy inside!’ Her hand continued to massage his cock. Her hips rose off the bed as his fingers slid over her panty-clad pussy. ‘Yeah!!! Oh, Yeah!!! God! I need your cock so bad!!’ she groaned. Her legs pressed together, trapping Bobby’s hand. "Please Mistress Kay I have cleaned the toilet, dusted, vacuumed and made sure the bed is ready for you to receive your real man, what can I beg of Mistress now." The stern middle-aged woman towered above him, feet tightly together in deliciously high heeled stilettos, a split skirt baring a thigh to make her look nice and tarty; ensuring a full erection from her stud's nine inch cock; her pussy tingled with pleasure as she looked down on the defeated male who once kept her down in a former. It would seem only fair that she suffer even longer for not removing it.”“No, I won’t remove the curse. They didn’t pay me,” another woman said, as she appeared. It was La Marais. She stood about 5’-6” tall, and was a thin woman with dark gray hair and a wrinkled face. The others looked younger, or at least better preserved than she did.“They didn’t pay you because you failed to deliver their parents to them alive - a work of Magic you are not powerful enough to have performed, not being a.