"Cyrus I need your help just as soon as you can get up to the house." Ok Ms June I replied sitting up on my cot. "I'll be right there." This was nothi...ng out of the ordinary, from time to time I'd help them move furniture or help out with anything Mr and Mrs Abernathy couldn't handle by themselves.I stepped into the front door to hear Mrs June's voice from upstairs, "Cyrus" yessum I replied. Come up, I'd like for you to move my dresser across the room. The house was quiet, no one else was living. I cried out as she masturbated me with as much intensity as she could muster. I cried out as I felt the semen shoot up, but Becca removed her hands from my cock right before I could climax. I gasped as a few drops of pre-cum began to leak out of my aroused cock. Becca promptly stuck her tongue out and licked the pre-cum right off of my pink flesh. “Damn, you still got it,” I said, as I kicked my boxers and pants off my feet. Then I took my shoes and socks off. “Now it's my turn.” I. I moved to obey. My eyes found the book, picked a random paragraph, and I started to read aloud. There was pure lust in her eyes as my boxers followed my pants to the floor, but her fingers slowed and stopped. My words faltered and stopped."Read," she said between panting breaths.My eyes found some words, and I started to talk."You already read that," she laughed. Her face relaxed into a mask of lust. "Stand here," she commanded.I continued to re-read the text as I kicked off my pants and moved. She roared with laughter, causing the whole room to stare. They never did fuck but what that man could do with his hands and fingers was amazing.The reception was winding down and it looked like Kelly was not going to achieve her aim.“Good evening, Senora Kelly.” Kelly almost fainted; she recognised the voice before she had turned round to face him. The keynote speaker for the whole conference, an eminent Spaniard, stood beside her.“Good evening, sir, how are you?”“I am fine, thank you, please.