On the second floor, there were four bedrooms and two full bathrooms, plus two rooms in the attic that were used for storage only.“Umh, Trudy, how m...ch do you think this house may fetch?” he asked.Trudy stopped the next tongue-lashing intended for her daughter and looked at him.“Why?”“We’re looking for a better place to live, you know, Ashley, Lynn, Helen and I. Our building super is a nosy asshole and is constantly bugging us about things. If we knew what you’re asking for, we could discuss a. Then I saw you when you when you came back, your clothes disheveled and your hair mussed. It was pretty obvious what you were doing. But I guess that’s alright since he really does love you…No one loves me like that, Dean was just trying to get into my panties and Neville, let’s just say our dancing at the Yule ball kept him too busy to try anything. I thought that Harry…” she trailed off a single tear sliding silently down her cheek. “Why don’t you just tell Harry how you feel? I know he. The thought of controlling my Superior brought a pulsating rhythm to my already enlarged penis. She owns me, my dick, is for her pleasure and amusement, but today, Master A was to control the arena.During my lunch break, I purchased, at the hardware store, a package of colored plastic clothes pins, and some rope. Next, at O/our favorite erotic boutique, I found a lacy black garter belt and black seamed thigh high stockings. Happy with my purchases, I returned Vivien's text, "My slut, Vivien, I. I shouldn't. I can't..." she whined."Tell me no and I'll back off," he said."I'm married to the man you call your father," she gasped, her breathing now coming in pants."So?" he asked, his kisses and touching becoming even more erotic and arousing. "I got in the pants of his last wife. Why should I let something like that stop me." But she's your..." Other little whore," he finished it. I lied when I said I only nailed her that once. I've done her dozens of times. Whenever she gets lonely she.