The sound of the vacuum cleaner echoing in the halls, sounded like derisive laughter to her ears. She hoped that her children didn't stop by and see w...at was happening. She'd be mortified. She had always prided herself on being a good housekeeper.She had just stripped the sheets off the bed when the doorbell rang again. She went to the door and found two men standing there."We're from Hometown Blind and Curtain Cleaners." Oh," Susan said.She stepped back and let them in the house."Our work. She fucked in an easy pace, but her vaginal manipulation of my cock was more intense as she used the extra control to coordinate her action.Breaking the kiss, I inserted the index finger of my right hand into her mouth. I teased her with my finger as she sucked on it. Then I added my index finger, then the ring finger then the pinky finger. I worked my four fingers sloppily in and out of her mouth and her tongue played with them. I removed my wet fingers from her mouth and pulled her ass cheeks. You didn't act eager to work for them did you?Eddie: Of course not. This isn't my first rodeo. It might have been a while, but I know how to work undercover. (knock on the door) I have to run. I have to pay my roofing contractor. I'll stay in touch.Eddie went outside to check out the roof. Just before he climbed onto the roof to inspect it, he tried to work out the story line for the intrigue in which he found himself at the moment. He gave up and just spit on the ground and muttered,. .. I wouldn't! Now, where is Nora Roberts?"She sucked in a breath of air, gave me a look that I guess was supposed to scare me and she said. "Room 337, sir!" Thank you, bitch!" I said, returning her look and I walked away. "Fuckin' bitch!" I growled under my breath and I went to find my Mom.I practically ran down the hall, looking at the room numbers as I ran. I didn't give a flying fuck if anyone called me a Mommy's boy or not. She wasn't you typical Mom. She was five-foot nine-inches tall,.