This time, the note read:"Nor can you destroy it. I will return when it's work is done, Midnight -- Stavros."I kneeled down next to the painting and c...ied. I don't know, maybe it was the first sign of a new feminine personality, maybe it was the situation. I cried for about five minutes. Then I decided not to give him the satisfaction. I'd see what would happen, let the thing do its worst. And I'd get Stavros -- get him good -- when he came for the painting that night.In the meantime, I still. We had a long talk.”“You’re not in trouble, are you?”“Nahhh. I told ‘im next time I’d make sure I was wearing the company logo.” We chatted a bit longer than we hung up so he could drive.When he got home he pulled me in for a hug. “Why don’t we sit down. We still have a few minutes before the rice is done.”“Recliner,” I said. “You sit. Me on top. If you can stand the smell of fry grease.” Spending a day in a fast food restaurant means you come home smelling like a deep fat fryer.“Nope,” he. Costco guy spread his legs, leaned against the fence of the water tower and almost closed his eyes while I sucked. I was so turned on that I wanted to rub my clit but I didn't have time. With his thickness, I had my mouth as far open as it could get and I had to be extra careful so that my teeth didn't sc****. Also, the thickness caused me to drool out of the corners of my mouth. He was loving my moist lips around his huge erection. He was sighing and whispering, "Yea baby, just like that. That. “I’ve got time if you haven’t but you must be thanked properly ... er ... well lets put it this ... way ... er,” she stuttered, her eyes fluttering and sweeping over my sturdy structure, back to my crotch. “Will you let me fuck you then?”Fuuurrrck! Just like that, straight out. She grasped my hand, dragging me indoors to a bedroom at the back of her very old fashioned bungalow. In there she just started taking off her clothes. Nodding and smiling I should do the same. I stripped my T shirt off.