It’s not like I can get all five in.”“No,” he shook his head. “But if anyone could...”“No,” I cut him off. “I need help. Are you in?...��“Shannon, huh?”“Yeah, Shannon.”“I’ll do it,” he agreed with a smile.That left two.Right out of the shower, I caught Kronk at his locker.I was in a towel. Kronk was, as usual, just strutting around in the buff, his hair slicked back.“Hey, I’ve got an offer for you.”“What’s that, Jake?”“I need to get a girl into the Homecoming Dance, can you be her date?”“Anyone I. "I am sorry but I need a receipt for the materials and labour. The government is going to kill me in taxes."Both men laughed at this thinking it was a great joke. I paid for the materials and gave the address of the home. I even used the phone to call Jena to tell her of the plumber's arrival.Before we left, I walked the aisles looking at what was currently for sale. There was some copper pipe but the majority was still galvanized black iron for water. When natural gas ever came this far the. He could feel the velvet walls of my pussy clenching and unclenching around his fingers and knew what he had just done to me.I sat up on the edge of the bed and pulled him to me. I kissed him gently on the mouth then pushed my tongue into his mouth. He was sucking hard on my tongue and I could feel my body start humping to get closer to him and his cock.He moved his mouth to my neck and started kissing my neck and collar bone. Then his hungry hands found my tits. He saw the piercings in each. Unlike these other two artists, Johannes’ work spoke to me on an even deeper level and I was speechless looking at his works. I looked across the desk at Johannes who was nervously biting his bottom lip. ‘How much do you normally sell your canvases for?’ ‘Uh, about 6,000 to 8,000 euro. Why? Do you think that’s too much?’ I smiled and looked into his deep-blue eyes. ‘I think that I could sell them for at least ten times that. Herr Mayer, the Donata Pilato Gallery would like to offer you an.