.The glass went into the windows on November 27th, and I moved in to sleep on an air bed in the 'lounge'. My wife stayed in the flat. It was quite a m...ld autumn.December fourth, a van hired to move our bits of furniture and boxes of stuff from our flat. There was still no plaster on the walls downstairs, only four electricity points, all in the living room. Cold water taps, in the kitchen and garage. Chemical toilet, washing machine and tumble dryer, thankfully. No stairs yet – upstairs reached. ”She winked at Sam while her husband’s head was turned.“Okay.” Paul turned to his wife and raised his eyebrows. “Ten-thirty?”“I’ll take it.” Sam stood and headed back into the house.“Where you off to?” Joyce called after him.“The library,” Sam called back. “I’ve got tons of homework.”“That’s my boy,” Paul said.Joyce nodded, still smiling. Everything would be back to normal soon. ~~ The next morning Sam sat at the kitchen table, by himself, eating some toast.Paul walked into the room. “How’d it. She made deliberate slurping sounds as her flickering tongue laced me with saliva, her other hand tickling my balls, finding points of pleasure with the grace of an expert."Wh-why?" I murmured."*SHLURRLP* I have a special love for mortal men. *SLLLLURPLE* More specifically, I love your cocks. *SHLLLLLP* Is that so wrong?" Indeed her eyes seemed to be savoring my manhood as well as her mouth, I could plainly see a ruthless lust that would not be denied.Right when I was about to run my hands. "I hung up.Just before the appointed time, I called up again, to make sure they were ready. They were.As I approached the door, I could hear the sound of a sitar being played.The suite had been transformed. The walls and ceiling was covered with sheets; giving the illusion that my home was a large tent. The aroma of sandalwood incense filled the air.Vonda was laying prostrate in front of the door. "Welcome home, most kind and generous Master." Thank you, Vonda. I love what you've done with the.