However it’s how DJ has told me it almost word for word many many times….AND maybe 5 years ago, WE had blocked drains in one of our properties…a...nd guess who came calling! Yes…the very same guy. DJ almost passed out when she spotted him walking from his van to our door…and it took me a second to work out what the fuck she was talking about as she was breathlessly saying “it’s him, it’s him, it’s the drain guy…THE Drain Guy!”… When I clicked onto what she meant my heart missed several beats I can. The kind a ass that gives you anal sex fantasies.Well we started preparing for the project. It was kind a hard one so we were working day and night on the project. We had hardly two weeks and well these two weeks we became close to each other. We used to steal glances at each other. Keep messaging and calling each other when we were not together. We liked each other’s company you know to build a circuit model you need to do soldering and all, she used to do that And I used to peek at her. ‘I want to taste you again.’ ‘Oh, Thorne.’ Her entire body hummed with the anticipation of his touch and she closed her eyes, moaning when his lips took hers, pressing gently and allowing his tongue to trace her wounded lips. His touch was so gentle. He pulled the sheet back and removed the hospital gown she was wearing, then lowered his mouth to one of her already-puckering nipples. She arched, her soreness suddenly insignificant as shivers of pleasure rushed to her awakening pussy. The scent. As they'd planned, Heisinger went first and then it was Meiersdottir's turn."Help me, Carlie," she said. Taking her hands, he lowered her carefully into the narrow entry bottleneck, gradually dropping down until he was lying prone to maintain his grip as long as possible. When he finally released her she slid but a few centimeters before she felt Heisinger, below, catch her feet and then slowly crawl her hands upward along her legs and then her body until she could be lowered fully into the.