He might not have sold as many as me or Barb, but we’re way out in front. I want to say Brad sold maybe 12 houses this past year. I might be off by ...ne or two.”“Okay, that answers that. Now, the other question is, what sort of commission do you think he’d have gotten off one of those houses?”“Depends on the price. In the case of your house, I made just under $6500 on the $300,000 sale price. I KNOW Brad unloaded one house for a price-tag that was double that amount. That would have been a check. He would be at "Blarney Castle" Monday night watching "Monday Night Football" on their big screen TV. She parked in the dark corner of the parking lot. It took just a moment to let the air out of a tire. She had timed her arrival so that she walked in just as the teams trotted into the locker rooms at half time. She watched as Billy and the other got up to go use the rest room.When Billy returned, she went up to him. Standing close to him so he could smell her perfume, she said, "Could you help. In my fantasy it's so rough and I am so helpless against a group of men who just want to beat me and use me to get their cocks off. I'm just their little slut, eager to please in any way and do whatever they want. I know it's your fantasy too. I'm scared but I'm also so turned on thinking about it that I can hardly concentrate on anything else!You arranged the evening yourself. I'm not sure what you planned exactly but people were due to arrive any moment and I was dressed as you had. She came up slowly, washing all over and around my cock, paying special attention to the sensitive underside. She grabbed my cock and held it still as she washed the large purple head, giving me an amazing feeling. She rinsed me off and planted a quick kiss right on the head before standing up again.I wanted to fuck her again, right there, but apparently she had other plans. She grabbed me by the cock and pulled me from the shower, turning it off as she went. She grabbed a nearby towel and.