I begged off and signed several papers that simply made me a signer on the accounts so I could move money when I’d set up a place for it.Georgia’s...richesIn the car, Cinnamon and I went over the papers. Holy shit! Georgia was packing in the bucks. She had a money market account with fifty grand in it, a solid savings, and eight thousand in checking. There were weekly deposits in her accounts ranging from two to five thousand. Man! I didn’t think you could make that kind of money as a MILF on. Trying to get it to suck my head into the hose, however, what I discovered is my penis head was too big even with my dick not being fully erect.My penis head would not fit in the vacuum cleaner hose: Thought about undoing my pants but what was the point, as the circumference of my penis head would never fit in this hose. There was a small mini vacuum that was rechargeable in the kitchen but, it didn’t have enough suction to even hold my jeans to it. If only I had a bigger vacuum; what I need is. He nodded encouragement as her fingers wrapped around his length. “It’s warm. And soft on the outside. When I felt Shane through his pants, it just felt hard. I mean, you’re really hard… harder than he was… but it’s wrapped in this spongy softness.”“Do you see the fluid on the tip?” he asked her, drawing her eyes to his face. After a second or two, the blonde girl nodded. “It’s precum, right?”“Yes, it is. And you need to taste it.”“Oh…”“Just stick out your tongue and lick it up.”The young woman. "Huh, sure, it won't take a minute." Jan gave Sandy the okay sign and a look of amused amazement. Sandy threw her shoulders back and lifted a defiant chin.As Bob put the martinis on a tray, Stan walked in, "Hi everyone. Don't you two gals look spiffy." Shut up, Buster, and get your ass cleaned up and dressed in thirty minutes. You're taking us out to dinner." Sure, fine. You two deserve something nice." We're going to Chasen's," said Bob."Might as well do it first class," mumbled Stan.Bob mixed.