The contractor, Frank was nice, very easy to work with, and he organized the larger supplies and fitments. My job was getting smaller items like light...fittings and faucets, and any special fixtures I wanted. We’d made a decent profit selling the old house and hubby told me that the sky was the limit. Great! I had no problem spending money.I’d hoped all the major work would be done before we moved in but no such luck. Floors were laid and cabinets and countertops were in. But that was it.. He spread her legs apart, thumbed down her black lace knickers and knelt down to her pussy which was gleaming with juices ready for him to lick up, his tongue reached out and buried itself into the delicious cunt before him. He worked his way inside and then came out beginning to run round her inner lips then flicked quickly at her clit. His hand reached out to thumb her clit as his tongue flicked at it gently. Her moans were a good indication that she was enjoying it and it eventually got too. I tried to relax, told myself this is what I wanted. After all, it had been my fantasy for weeks. I assured myself Ruth was doing this for me as much as for herself.I remember it in Ultra-HD: her arms going up and Frank pulling her dress up over them, Ruth shaking her head when she was free of it, hair wild for a moment then falling back into place. He was mad for her, his hand deep in her panties. Not gentle either, her entire body shaking as he rubbed her mons with a frenzied thrash metal. Suddenly Jim stopped fisting Tits and began to concentrate on her arse. He rubbed her pussy juices all over her hole and arse cheeks. Then he thrust his big cock deep into her arsehole. At first it hurt Sharon, but soon the pain turned to intense pleasure and Tits began to moan. She began forcing her arse back onto Jim's big cock in direct oppostion to his rough thrusts. Tits hadnt noticed that Clint had now moved down her body and he skilfully positioned himself alongside Jim and forced his.