We relaxed and had a cigaretterepaired our makeup and went into the kitchen for lunch .Lunch was the same affair with light chit chat . Missy making ...the saladme making the dressing. Then cleaning up the dishes. We went back tothe bedroom did some studies and then Missy and I went into the sewingroom.I remembered all the directions that Missy had given me from yesterdayand was doing good while Missy was working on another project. I evengot the snap tool to work in spite of my long nails. . She was horrible to deal with especially after spending time alone with Mr. Yousima.He said meekly, “Oh, okay.”It took three trips to get everything he needed into the spacious room, and he was impressed at how elegantly it was decorated.It took him just under a minute to get the cabin online and load all the modules into the pockets. He felt uneasy because Olga had watched his progress all the while sipping at a mug of coffee. The smell of the cheap surrogate coffee made Joshua a bit nauseous,. Fuck….. yes…. yes…. can’t….. no more…. no more…. cum…. cum…. please….. please…..” I shoved my cock hard, as far as I could into her ass, holding it motionless inside of her, feeling her ass clench and unclench around it. Each time I felt her trembling begin to subside, and her ass begin to relax around my cock, I would push forward with my cock, causing her to begin to tremble, and her ass to tighten around my cock all over again. Liz’s body eventually slumped down in front of me, my cock. “You’re still gonna give me a ticket?” I asked.“No, but I’ve caught you speeding a few times down this road. I just never pull you over,” he said.I put my head on his chest. It felt weird because of the kevlar vest he wore underneath. “Wait, I have so many questions. You’re a real cop?”“Yes ‘mam,” he said, wrapping a tired arm around my shoulder.“How do you afford that house?”“When my parents died, they left me a lot of money. Instead of just retiring, I thought I’d use my privilege to help.