I look down, to see snow. I’m immediately grateful that he made me wear thick shoes. I wanted to wear sandals. For some reason, I hate wearing socks... That always drove her crazy. — ‘It’s December.’ ‘Yup.’ ‘And you’re wearing sandals, because…?’ ‘It’s not that cold out.’ I said calmly. She turned her head and ‘mm hmd’ me. ‘Hey, I was just thinking..’ I remarked, as we walked towards the door. ‘We should have sex tonight.’ She turned and let out a sexy, evil laugh. ‘Okay.’ — I chuckled out loud,. It will be the only real dirty job wehave. Everything else will be inside." He took a pull at his beer andlooked around. "Marilyn took some furniture so we will arrange what'sleft a bit better. There used to be a couch and chair in there,"nodding towards the living room "But she took that. Mostly we'll makeit look like someone lives here. We will need to pack up any clothesthat are left - some of Julia's old things are here still but she tookwhat she wanted last time she was down. . I was in no hurry to come, but after several minutes of stroking Mike stood up, turning and stepping away from the desk. It was quickly evident that he was ready to shoot and didn't want to blow his load over his keyboard. I resumed my stroke as I watched Mike's dick become even more rigid. He then let out a low moan and shot his load across the hardwood floor. One, two, three, four and finally a fifth shot of milky cum shot from his dick. I looked at the beautiful cum on the floor, and then. If you don’t want to play the game…” he said. “Alright,” she replied back as she began to sway her hips. Dave smiled knowing he was going to enjoy playing with her. “Unbutton your blouse my dear,” he said. Melissa obliged knowing the quicker she did what he wanted the quicker she could get her ring and leave this disgusting place. Dave then pointed, “your skirt as well.” Melissa jiggled her hips as she slid down her grey skirt. Now in her white underwear Melissa felt dirty again as this man.