We obviously weren't going to move any of our old, low-quality furniture into the mansion. Maybe one chair might make it into Dad's workshop, but that...'d be all. Mom and Dad decided to rent our old house out fully furnished. Just for a while, to see how that worked out. I think they were reluctant to sell it until they'd accepted that the mansion was real, which would probably take a few months. The change in plan for the old house meant Dad and I could stop getting the house ready for sale, but. ." Her head rolled towards Ger, and he saw wonder in her eyes."I ca-COUGH!" She gave a dry hack, and Ger was up in an instant looking for a water bottle. He was back beside her in moments, water pouring into his cupped hand."Here ... slowly..." He raised his hand to her dry lips, letting the clear liquid drip into her mouth. She coughed again, and he gave her some more. Amanda's dirty left hand came up and grabbed his, controlling the flow of water better. Ger refilled his hand cup, letting her. "Sheila pulled out her cell phone and punched a speed dial. "Harry? What in the hell are you doing?"Sheila sat for several minutes and listened. The more she listened, the redder she got. "Get the hell out of there. Those idiots are gonna get you killed. If you don't meet us today, Sheryl and I are coming back to cover your back. No way in hell am I gonna lose you and Monty too. We'll find you another job. Just quit and go." Hand me the phone," I demanded. Look Harry. This is nuts. Someone is. She then spread her legs and leaned with her hands against the wall. “Push it in” she told me and I did.She was already a bit wet but also tight, it took some effort to push it all in, being restrained didn’t make it easier. “Hold it for a moment” as told me as she turned her body for maximum penetration. “Okay, go, fuck me with that toy, fuck me hard” Michelle yelled at me and I started to extract and plunge back in the dildo. At first it went a bit rough but soon she was wet enough and it.