That of course would mean that I have to get thing put away, packed away and cleaned up so that everything could be torn out and built anew. I had bet...er call for some backup."Hello 4 Guys and a Truck. I need four guys and a truck to help pack up my kitchen for a remodel." Hello Pack Rat storage. I need a container ASAP."When Saturday arrived I had a delivery and four guys show up with boxes and tape and a 'can-do' attitude. By the time the afternoon arrived everything I had in my kitchen was. ***Vic woke up on his king-size four post bed after a well-received slumber. It was his first night inside the mansion he sought years to buy, located in the inners of some place at Europe. The almost-Victorian place he dreamed to spend the rest of his life, spending his well-earned money and resting from his outside life.Not only a place for living, he wanted a place to host all his friends. Not just ‘friends’ in the sense of friendship. But it’s like he says, ‘bed friends’. The ones he brings. His cock was huge at least 10” long with big balls. Ben was now back between my legs pulling and beating my cock.Soon he had got me close to my orgasm my legs were shaking and he then keep beating my sissy cock. I came very hard my spunk was all over the nets of the dress.The guy in my mouth pulled out and dragged his cock across my now slightly mess face to dry it.Ben, grabbed my ankles and started to attach a spreader bar. He said to the other guy use this and throw him a collar. Still. He would go to jail, he is not so demented.’ I heard at least two maybe three voices plus his deep voice. The door opened and he let three people enter before him. I could have died of the embarrassment, being seen like this. Addressing the older man, he said, ‘Well how do we do this? I guess you take over from here, do you?’ They were all approaching me. He and the third man picked up the table and brought it with them. They set it about three feet in front of me. The older man plunged down a.