He knew what he was doing to me."Omigod, Michael, that feels so good, you're making my pussy just go crazy, make me cum, please make me cum," I moaned...as his fingers came up to spread my pussy open. When he started flipping his tongue around in my opening, I jumped, I just couldn't help it, then I dropped my head back as his lips and tongue took me higher and higher."Oh, Michael, I'm ... I'm cumming," I cried out as my body just seemed to come apart, shaking, jerking, panting, as I was. I arrange to have all the furniture delivered Monday. Don will have one of his employees at the house to supervise the delivery and setup. His own housekeepers will arrange for d****s and curtains.When I arrive home from school on Wednesday, there is a large envelope waiting for me. It contains all the legal documents, in reference to the property transfer to my mom's name. The mortgage has been approved, at the request of Don, who sits on the board of directors of the bank. I later find out. Sylvia had taken her bikini so that she couldn’t change her mind before I got there. Way to go Sylvia.The woman became the aggressor. What to hell I didn’t care either way. She pulled my tiny G-string off with her teeth, sucked my cock deeply into her mouth, and sucked like a madwoman. She wanted me to cum so that when I fucked her I would last longer. After she swallowed my cum she had me get on the changing bench on my back so that she could get over me. When she lowered her pussy onto my. Closed the door and went into their kitchen sitting at the table as he’d gotten a new diary book and began to write the occurrence of it all and making special notes about it’s size and was going to measure it the next morning if it even survived which it seemed it was going to do.Telling his wife sitting there beside him that he was going to study this “Thing”, Determine it’s intelligence level, and note it’s daily activities, needs, and determine what it needed nutrition wise to survive. And.