.. This must've cost a fortune!" I used stock cabinets," I replied. "I know a guy who's in construction. He was between jobs so I had him do the frami...g, drywall and cabinet installation. The plumbing was already roughed in. There's a commode over there." I pointed to another door.Cindy opened it and looked in. "Like a powder room ... with a full-length mirror on the door." She closed the door and ran her hand along the counter top. She tested a faucet on a deep, stainless-steel sink."I put. My knees were weak and my pussy was a little sore from having at least four cocks inside of me over the course of the night. While I had wanted one more round with Glade, I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the furs. I slept soundly, for the first time in a week.I woke late, much later than usual. Glade was nowhere to be found, but there was a covered plate with some slightly charred eggs and lukewarm coffee on the table. I pulled on one of his tunic shirts and walked outside. The bright sun. Then you hold it there. And you cum again, and again, and again. You are thrashing on the bed, begging me to let you stop.“Don’t you dare stop, my little whore!” I say as I stroke my prick harder. “Don’t you fucking let up until you make my cock explode!”“Please, Sir, please let me stop, I can’t take anymore!” you cry out. But we both know you could stop any time. Your willingness to continue the assault on your clit for my pleasure delights me. Such a good girl! My little slut. God, I want. Patty was out shopping, so Joe was on his own.“Steer clear of him,” Joe said after a few moments thought.Ted smiled and nodded. “My thought as well. We should let people know that it’s possible he can’t be trusted.” He paused. “I don’t think he’s a nark, an informer,” he added after a few moments thought, “but I don’t think we can rely on that. Not for too long.”“No. Maybe that’s only you though. You are friends. Maybe you have some protection. But only if you don’t push it.” It was Joe’s turn.