Saturated concrete disintegrates when frozen and the local climate insured many, many freezing nights come winter.Despite the use of forced air heatin... and cooling I'd insist on two fireplaces: one small working fireplace equipped with a crane and roaster, positioned at the edge of the kitchen and one centered within the living room wall. It was to be larger and designed for light, heat and atmosphere.I would insist on wooden flooring, large over-stuffed leather chairs and couches, carpets. “Sadly, there is some truth to that,” Elyse laughed. “But if you feel the need to fuck someone from work, I damned well better be the one you come to!”“We haven’t talked that through. We need to.”“I know,” she said. “And today is not the day for that.”“You’re OK with playing a waiting game?”“About us or about the break-in?” she smirked.“Us!” I replied with a smirk of my own.“Hah! I think you’re right. Maybe you should talk to Pete?”“If I do, he’ll HAVE to act on it. I can’t put him in that kind. She turned it on and turned each channel up about half way. My butthole was vibrating as was the head of my dick. Every muscle in my body was tight. I couldn't hang on and begain cumming in only thirty seconds. I bucked against my ties. I couldn't tell if anything at all came out that time. She never turned the device off and I started another orgasm as soon as that one ended. She allowed me to suffer through this three times. After than last orgasm I couldn't cum again. She untied me then she. "You shake the ground when you snore," she said, touching my face."Sorry," I smiled, instantly aware of my usual morning erection."We'd better get started," she said.I slid my hand up her back to her mop of soft hair, pulled her head to me and kissed her, long and languorously. Her mouth opened and our tongues met. I rolled her to her back, pulled up her heavy skirts and got between her knees before she said, "No." very clearly, looking up at me with some anger in her eyes.I clambered to my.