Eros cursed the waitress. He’d been ready with an arrow. Timing could be important. He waited now, listening. ‘Great! The floors are almost down, ...xcept for the kitchen area. That’s the area I changed, so I had to submit new plans. I expanded it a bit, added a nook with floor to ceiling windows.’ ‘Sounds lovely,’ Olivia said, and checked her watch again. ‘You should come see it, after the trial.’ ‘Maybe I will,’ she said, but Eros knew she didn’t mean it. He was getting a better sense of her. He just slapped it off my tounge "beg bitch!" He ordered as he took a step back."Please sir, please can I taste it" I asked"Louder bitch" he demanded."Please sir; please feed me your cock" I shouted.He stepped forward again and the tip of his cock once again met my lips. It had a salty taste to it and I felt a tiny bit of precum hit my tounge. I had never liked the taste of cock, I once gave Mike a blow job when we very first met and it was the first and last time, I hated the taste, feel,. The first time we did it, I actually came in my pants when I heard Ana was having a wild orgasm… Another time, the guy picked up the phone and told me that my slut wife had the hottest cunt he had ever fucked and then I was so pride about Ana. I just thanked him and said I was glad to know he was enjoying her so bad. I told him to work her over real good; but then he laughed and said that Ana was who was working him over.After two months in that relationship, I begged them to let me be inside. Some of it was repurposed items like benches that had been made from old beds. And large old wood signs that were meant to be used as headboards. Just lots of really cute things like that but it was also filled with clocks and dishes and furniture. A person could get lost in there.They strolled further down the street, visiting some shops and skipping others. She and Annie liked a lot of the same things. The next block had the road closed off the other way and crafters were set up in the.