They ripped the carpets out. The sub-floor boards were so bad, that Cathy actually fell through. She twisted her ankle and scraped up her skin, but wa... fortunate not to have broken her leg. It did sideline her for almost a week. They were a lot more careful about the floor after that. Working in sections, they removed the old sub-floor and replaced it with new plywood. This took almost two weeks for them to accomplish. There were two stories, so they were very careful, especially upstairs!Then. (testng her)Aftr few minutes i heard a clinging sound n i lukd out,to my suprise it was her hittng the spoon to the floor n signalling me..she gave a big smile n askd me whr i went etc etc..Few mins later againg she signalled me in same way n showed me a piece of paper n came near cmpnd wall n threw dat near my wndw.I came out n picked n came insde my room.It was small intro of her ,hubby n kid…I kept silent.again she signalld me for the reply..i replyd same way.this happnd for few days.V came. IS that the best youve got? He asked, shoving deep into her throat so she gagged. Work harder! He commanded, and she began to suck more enthusiastically, her tongue licking underneath like any experienced cock sucker would, her lips sucking the tip as best as possible in her positon. It pleased him seeing this woman struggling to deep throat his dick, her eyes desperate knowing if she did poorly, punishment would follow. He loved the feeling of power. He entangled his hands in her hair, his. Then---BOOM!---there they were; dozens of dozens of photographs of my mother, and two different black guys. The locations weren't the same. They appeared to be in some sort of mid-priced hotel room. At first I wasn't sure who the photographer had been, until one picture showed my step-dad, reflected in a wall mirror and holding a camera.'Oh. My. God!' I thought. This is my mother! And my step-dad is there with her and these two different black guys, and he's taking the photographs I'm looking.