I did not think he would.My phone rang, it was him demanding the password. I requested my payment. You will never be paid. I informed him I could chan...e his web site front page advising you are not paying any due accounts and I was within the law because he does owe me money for web work. I will give you 3 hours to arrange and be in my account or I will change it. I hung up. I pictured him ranting and raving, carrying on like a spoilt kid.I continued to clear other emails for clients and. . don't take this the wrong way but where did you come from? Last I remember is going into some Tattoo shop ... with Lindsay I think!" Well, Lindsay called and said you needed a nursemaid and I volunteered - turned out she needed one too since she got work done too - lots of it I guess"I just pulled her in close and promptly fell back asleep. That lasted a short while when I discovered a need to pee. She helped me and then things got really crazy as I finally saw the hardware on my genitals .... ." (But she was afraid to even mention where.)Hansel had no problem mentioning the old hag's cottage and once it was agreed as the source of the aroma, they both succumbed to this strange inkling to return to the scene of their near demise and its effect on them, since.Whether there was still any magic or not, neither twin feared that house any longer, since the owner was long dead?The house, despite being abandoned, still smelled like ginger bread and it was still as intoxicating today as it. Thick was ready to blow his wad, and I was ready to take him in my mouth, as I had been told to do. He decided to squirt in Sara’s ass so I thought I was spared an ass flavored treat from him. He pulled out and the cum oozed out of Sara’s ass onto my face. Mr. Thick shoved his cock into my mouth to be cleaned off and it was all I could do to take it in. He tasted like the rest of the dicks I’d had that night, salty and wet, but it wasn’t as bad as I had thought it would be. As I got him.