I'd slept alone the previous night anyway, so I moved all my clothes into that bedroom, as well as taking my shaving gear, toothpaste, etc...into the ...n-suite bathroom.All evidence of drugs was well hidden in a locked briefcase in my room, along with the sex toys the girls had bought, we'd even gone to the trouble of hiring another car to park in the driveway, so he'd think I was doing my own thing.We needn't have bothered really, he was very brisk and businesslike, almost as if mum's demand. They had lived in York, she said, but she’d had to go to Manchester for work quite a lot. Then she’d had a lucky break and found a job and a house here. She explained that her uncle owned the real estate agency behind the church. Business was booming and he had asked her to become his partner. Dennis had seen the office. The other day he walked past it. The fact that business was booming was because of the new road that was changing their village so much. Before they had been isolated and among. Once he's got her clean and smooth, he takes a warm washcloth from a basin of water and mops her up. Taking the towel out from under her he inspects his work. Getting down between her legs for a close inspection. He looks up at her and smiles, landing a kiss on her tummy, one hand on her inner thigh. He purrs warmly."Good girl. Such a good girl... you should see how pretty you look with your new haircut. Now I'm going to give you a present baby. It's going to be similar to your usual inspection. "Mmm, me too," she softly panted. I grabbed her hips and pushed her pussy down hard against me. Viv placed her hands on my chest and began her tortuous and slow grinding again. "Ohhhhh, Dante. I'm going to cum! Cum with me!" She gasped. I didn't need to be asked twice. Her slow grinding, squeezing and asking me to cum with her, was more than enough to milk my balls and make me explode inside her. We both held our breath and pressed harder against each other as our bodies shook as we came.