He looked at her skin and saw that the dirt he had thought was on her skin was in her skin…ground into the pores of her skin! Her hair was greasy. T...he fabric on the Salvation Army jeans and t-shirt was…thin, and foul with dirt and body odor. He thought the worst would be the shoes, but he had no intention of finding out. One thing was for sure, he had to get her cleaned up before the neighbors complained! Cleaned up and maybe out to a shelter. ‘Well, sit you down, Sara Wood, and tell me a. You’re running around taking care of details that someone else should be doing, instead of spending your time helping me. We can afford this, and like Diane said, I think we need the help.”“Alright then. Any suggestions, Diane?”“Here is the contact information for three great professional managers. Get the manager hired first and let her take care of everything else. She’ll send representatives to interview with you and Linda so you can pick people and firms you feel comfortable with.”“These. She loudly confirmed my suspicion that she was about to cum. “Oh my gosh…oh my gosh. I’m gonna cum. Don’t stop, don’t stop. I’M CUMMING!!” She still had her shorts on so I couldn’t see her cumming but I felt my hand get noticeably wetter. She finally opened her eyes and had this dopey grin on her face. As she got up and walked down the hall, I couldn’t help but watch her ass. She reached a door, looked back at me, and made a come hither motion with her fingers. I bolted after her, excited to. With some effort I got my hand up inside her and used my knuckles to rub the inside of her pubic mound. She went crazy and there was absolutely nothing that she could do about it either. She couldn't get my hand out or shove it in any further. She thrashed about on my bed trying desperately to dislodge it from inside her but to no avail. I rubbed her through eight orgasms until she could not move another muscle. I had drained her of all her energy. We took a nap with my hand still inside.