But the real churn was inside. His pride had been wounded in this last exchange of words, and a female had dared to lay a hand to him. Worse yet she w...asn’t backing up and cowering. ‘How dare you. My father’s grave is yet to be turned over and you’re already here on business. And you dare to call me Tori as if we were still friends and hadn’t had years with no communication between us. You overstep bounds you are unsure of Mr. Provenzano. I suggest you think about this further.’ Her words were. When we are finished, if you’d like, you may suck your juices and my cum off of my cock. Your father and I will teach you. But not until I’ve fucked you. Understood?”My mate nodded. I flipped her over so she was on her knees and pushed her shoulders gently into the bed. I ran my hand down her spine and between her ass cheeks, running my fingers in her ass crack and pussy, eliciting moans from her. I pulled her ass cheeks apart and ran my tongue through her folds to her puckered ass hole. Entire weeks of afternoons passed as he watched hot young 'girls' take off most of their clothes. After the second straight week he began getting plastered with his new best friend, Tony Zarelli. Tony owned the place and was a shrewd operator. His capo told him to keep an eye on Tom and to befriend him. "You don't never know when ya gonna need a good lawyer. Ya know? Be nice to him. Let him taste the wares. Hook him Tony. Hook him hard." The advice he got from his capo was solid. Within a month. " No one had ever said anything like to me before. It was kind of a risky thing to ask someone you didn't really know how they would react, but I surprised us both by saying I'd be willing to earn that extra cash like that!Immediately, he smiled."Good!" He replied. "I'd hoped you might say that. When your done here, come on in through the back door and I'll get you your money for the paint job, and...the rest of it," and he turned and went back inside the house again.When I was inside, he.