I tried to thrust my hips forward, but Jennifer just moved back in rhythm with me and continued her slow, teasing pace. "So when you started raising a...fuss about noises in the basement, what was I to do? Other than have a long session with Jennifer here about being quiet at night. We had to give you a bigger cock to suck on after that, didn't we Jen?" Jennifer shuddered and swallowed, and that almost pushed me over the edge, but she squeezed my cock at the base and held me until the moment. I knew it would take me several hours to find what I was looking for and resigned myself to the job.DesI watched Del fly off and sighed wishing I had asked to fly that morning before he left, but he needed his strength and I had plenty of work to do. I found one of the large kettles and started by setting some water to boil, I hated washing clothes in cold water. Then I got the two buckets and all of my dirty clothing. But while waiting for the water to boil, I took one of the buckets and. So, I had the house to myself for quite a while. I logged onto the computer and I pulled up my e-mail account. Apparently, there were several messages from some of my friends about the whole incident that occurred today. Oh, they know? Well, click, click, click. I deleted several messages before I pulled up my other browser. A private message from an anonymous source interjected that I checked and read out of curiosity. ‘Plan B, bitch… I’ma’ give you an experience you’ll never forget real. The cargo's weight was considerably more than my own and the slightest tilt of the machine required serious effort to keep the bike balanced. I carefully walked the bike to the curb and slowly let the front wheel off the sidewalk and into the street, then the rear wheel. At that point the shifting weight almost pulled the bike groundward. Desperately, using both arms and heaving my back and legs into it, I kept the bike upright while I haltingly moved onto the seat, checked my balance, hopped.