The end result was that the bills continued to pile up. To make the money I needed to fuel the "family machine" I worked long hours and as a result sa...w less and less of the family that I was taking care of. With the third child a larger house was needed which meant a larger mortgage and the need to make more money. With the new house came all the expenses of a new house like drapes, blinds, furniture for additional rooms, landscaping and a whole host of other things. This of course meant more. ‘The Trashmaster’ his online friends called him, due to the sheer amount of trash in his room. The floor, the ceiling, his bed, even in between the wall-mounted air conditioner somehow, it was as if there had been a literal tsunami of trash come into his room and made it home.“Time to tidy myself up, I guess.” These days, he had little to no motivation to even do the most basic of tasks. The most he would do would be the occasional getting up just to get another Instant Noodle Cup from his. With each kiss she opened her lips a little more, letting the head slip in just a bit. She could taste little hints of his come. Seth urged her on. "Oh yeah! Suck that cock! Show me how much you like it." While looking over at Seth, she started to let the cock slide further in. She started sucking and the head disappeared between her lips. Liz put her hands on the stranger's hips and pulled his shaft into her mouth. She moved her head back and forth, her wet lips sliding over his hardness just. “Oh Victor no more” she wailed but it was after her third orgasm that he stopped. Looking up again he smiled. “Please fuck me” she cried. Victor moved up the bed the aimed his cock into Joy’s soaked honey pot. She moaned and groaned as he eased his cock into her. Slowly he opened her up like she had never been opened up before. She was so tight at first but soon she had taken his full measure. He hesitated for a moment and then began moving back and forth. He started to speed up and the moaning.