It was kind of funny at the auction I was there to lose money in a way, and Jeremy was there to make money. He tending to get caught up in the auction...and I tended to buy something cheap. I mean I could arrange fake purchases of ten grand from a $200 lockers just as easy as from a $1000 one.There was a locker that looked like granny's last apartment clean out. Nothing fancy or valuable in there. I paid $275 for it. The auction moved on and Jeremy bought two units. In the clean out of mine, I. Patti was moving on as well. She and Purnell had picked a wedding date, October 31; a wedding on Halloween of all the days to pick. To each his own I guess.Midwest was financing a new house for them in Hill Church Farms, a development about 10 miles from KCC. It was to be completed in time for them to move in before the wedding.I turned my phone on as we walked back to the Suburban, and found I had a dozen messages to deal with. I let Vicky drive so I could deal with them.The first on the list. ” This one had been building in my balls all day, since the moment I woke up, so this was gonna be seriously fucking messy. My legs trembled and my body spasmed. I clamped Beth’s soles to either side off my cock and manipulated her feet, moving them in a circular motion, the pads of her toes stroking my helmet, the heels rubbing the base of the shaft. I gave a bellow of pleasure as a jet of gunk erupted from the pulsating head, spurting in Beth’s direction and sprinkling her face. She gasped. Ron had to agree. No way did he want to experience the explosion of anger, hurt, and confusion that would follow his mom finding out how he and Aunt Pam spent their week together. He was glad Pam knew the things that might tip her off. It was way past midnight when they fell into bed and sleep had claimed him almost immediately. Apparently Pam hadn't been quite as tired.'Now, where has she gotten to this morning?' he wondered, stumbling out of bed and padding down the hall to the bathroom..