"You must be the one asking 'bout the paint."Josh greeted the man with a smile." Yeah, came to pick it up."The man went in the back and came out with ...one gallon cans of paint in each hand. "You own old Lonnie's house now, right?" Yeah, and I'll be working on it for awhile it seems." Might I ask how much you bought it for. A few people be askin' bout buying it from ya?"If he was back in Jersey, Josh might have taken offense at such a personal and direct question. Here in the South he took it as. Gimme back my shirt," she said, sounding more of irritation than fear or panic. He switched to the other nipple and sucked harder. "That hurts! I wanna go home! Gimme back my shirt!" she repeated. Her struggling diminished, however, when he ceased sucking and just licked.He went back and forth, a few seconds at a time, between her pubescent breasts, with this more gentle style, and in time her struggles ceased entirely, although she continued to say quietly "I mean it" and "I wanna go home" and. Charlie loved watching his partner work. She was funny, charming,hardworking, and her voluptuous ass and legs were rival to none.Her jet black, 3 inch heels clicked across the driveway as she made herway into the house.Charlie followed suit."Are you sure we can't keep one of them?" she asked.She loved admiring Charlie's work."I 'persuaded' one of them to feel the compulsion to come by our housenext Thursday night. The client lives in the area so I thought itwouldn't hurt" he said as he checked. She turned around, to have a really good look at herself. She started to smile when she noticed that most of her buttocks were hanging out of these tiny shorts. At least, her whole crack was covered by it. Looking at the front, she noticed that while her pussy was hidden, the shape of it was still visible. She had a nice caramel toe going on.She picked up her tank top and put it on. Another look in the mirror and she saw that she was still smoking hot, even with her naughty bits covered as they.