”“I thought of Kianna living here but I know her mother will want her to be closer.”“Don’t worry, Mr. Rex! All I have to do is clean, and ha...e someone do the window dressings. Then I’ll be in business.”✧ ✧ ✧Over the next three weeks, the apartment was converted from a mess to a very comfortable living space. I couldn’t believe the light from the windows once they were cleaned! A local store provided ideas for window dressings and some new furniture.Me and my furniture moved to the garage. Pulling out, I walked to the other side of the table and grabbed the power screwdriver and screwed the screws in another inch. She screamed out again. “Good.” Then I continued my assault on her pussy. There was no more moaning, just screaming. When I came, I pulled out and threw the condom away.“Are we done now?”“We’re just getting started sweetheart. I’m not done. Not by a long shot.”She shook her head as I grabbed another condom. “Andrew, please. Have mercy.”Have mercy? Hell no. That wasn’t. I wanted to so badly. We lay still for some time. My hard on just slotted between her butt cheeks. There was no way she didn't know what was going on down there. I was afraid to move in any way. I recalled what Janet had told me about Kathy. I ran it through my head repeatedly. Eventually, my hand twitched a little. Kathy let out a soft sigh and put her hand on mine. She moved it up slightly so that my own hand rested on the bottom of her boob. It felt amazing which just made it harder for me.. "Both! Hardly. You don't know how many hours I've spent training them. Or the pleasure they can deliver. Unimaginable, sir, unimaginable." All right. Go to jail and I'll take them, make them my wards, share them with my boys."He sat down, took out his phone and punched a number. "Tiff," he said, "find your sister, she's probably in the basement with her toys or some stupid-assed kid, and call a cab. Come down to the office. No, don't bother to change your clothes. There's a problem, a small.