"So, how much would it cost to repair it? How long would it take?" Leslie's heart sped up at the thought of the cost being a million or the number of ...days being 365."It'll cost . . . 300. Can be as good as new by Saturday, assumin' you pay us today."The door opened.John was dressed in a black polo and dark grey Bermuda shorts."Hi," she greeted. John was never home. He hung out with his friends all the time, to get away from the house. Leslie was the same way . . . Now, he was twenty and had his. I know you like it. Beg me to go deep. No, I'll never beg you. I can make you beg me he said. He pulled out again and started sucking my pussy. Oh god, he sucked so good. He sucked hard on my clit and pussy lits til they got swollen and fat. I orgasmed. Now beg me to fuck you, he said and say Sir. Oh please Sir, fuck my pussy, you fucker Sir. No he said. You haven't begged me nicely enough. And he went back to sucking my pussy. Now this is my kind of guy. A guy who gets into a little domination. ” I stepped into the bathroom to rinse my hand and wash my face of all Kendra’s juices that covered me. Soon back to looking smart, I went back to check on Kendra who was back in control, and passed me the envelope. “That’s for both of us, now help me with this blindfold please, and send Lenny to attend to me,” she said laughing. I grabbed her key card and left her there getting ready. I tapped on Cynthia's door, which was two rooms away and Darren opened it immediately, he was still dressed. I remember when my Mom walked out on my 'cheating bastard' of a Dad and moved me and my twin sister to what felt like the other side of the world from Los Angeles, California to Daytona Beach right here in sunny Florida. Me and my sister were only 12 and were none too happy with leaving our old lives behind but at that age it wasn't suprising how we acted. Now we're grateful that Mom got much more than half of our wealthy familys earnings in the divorce, otherwise we wouldn't have this huge.