But then, hey, nothing really worth having is acquired easily. I'd just have to work a little harder, that's all.I puttered around for a couple of hou...s, putting stuff away and trying to make the new place look like somebody actually lived there. The rest could wait for tomorrow.Sunday morning, I was up early. My muscles were a little stiff from yesterday's exertions, but after a breakfast of cold, leftover spaghetti, tenderly transported by me from the old place, I was feelin' good. I worked. Things started off downstairs, the bulls surrounding this lovely piece of married woman, lifting her dress and exposing her sexy knickers, sexy pink suspenders and black stockings, she certainly dressed for the occasion. With hands on her lovely arse, groping her as they wished and according to hubby, after feeling up of what was on offer to them the bulls followed her upstairs to the bedroom. Hubby said it was like everybody following the Pied Piper with hubby being the last in the queue. I. All I did was watch, taking a book with me, just in case I got bored sooner than I expected. There wasn’t much to see in a given day at a dig, mostly, there was just digging and sifting and washing. Interesting finds were few and far between, and extraordinary finds were rare. I think that Dad knew that I was trying to develop an interest, but he also could tell that it was a challenge for me. Sometimes, if he noticed me staring off into space, he’d send me on a nature walk with William. After. She was entirely focused on the cock in her throat and the balls touching her chin on each stroke. The throbbing meat in her mouth and the feeling in her pussy encompassed her entire universe at the moment.“Oh, that’s good, Cheri. You’re doing a great job sucking my cock my dirty little whore. Keep it up baby ... just your mouth ... that’s it ... you’re gonna make me cum in a minute ... you like that don’t you, my dirty little whore ... I think I’ll just call you m-d-l-w from now on. Would you.