Jill said something last week. Builders work to a higher standard if the place looks well kept. Jill habitually hated paying cash to tradespeople — ...she didn't agree with them trying to dodge the tax. Maybe this was different.Odd though. It could be something else. If he'd forgotten something vital, he'd better make up for it in other ways. He vacuumed the house, cleaned the kitchen, made the beds, and did all the laundry he could find. That got him to two-thirty with no demand for cash. Lucas rolled to face her. She caressed his face. "What?" she asked."What, what?" he replied."The way you're looking at me," she said."I love you so much. I want to learn everything about you, Shar. I was looking at the shapes of your eyebrows ... how beautiful and dark your eyes are. I love the shape of your mouth and your broad forehead..." You do fall hard, don't you?" I do. I'm visual, Shar." I know. Your poems are so well observed. Are you going to write one about us?" If I can get the. She attempted to free herself but the leather straps were too tight and her struggles were useless. She heard the door open and close again, followed by the sound of a dog's nails clicking on the wooden floor. It seemed that her ordeal was about to begin.She felt something wet brush over her wide spread lower lips, and then the tongue rasped over her clit. She gave an involuntary moan because it felt so good. The earlier orgasm by bottle fucking had stopped at the peak and cruelly ended. Her. After what seems like an eternity of deprivation, you push me over the edge and lick your lips as my back arches and I moan. I am so enveloped in the sensation within me that I only notice that you have moved from between my legs when I open my eyes to see you behind me.I had thrown my head over the edge of the bench in all the excitement and you couldn't resist this opportunity, my head exactly level with your crotch. Biting my lip in anticipation I look you in the eye as you unbuckle your.