" What do you mean?"Ken explained what he wanted and Gary smiled."I'm sure I can come up with what you want in a day or so. It wouldn't be hard to bui...d at all."Ken chuckled. "With all the stuff you're building for me, maybe I ought to make a workshop for you as well. There's a building where they used to store something or other not too far from the main house that might work."A shadow passed over Gary's face as he remembered what was going on with his own business."What?" asked Ken."Ah,. I moaned a little louder, a genuine moan, there certainly was something there and it brought intense pleasure, 'You like that sweet cheeks', I moaned a little more as he touched me deep inside, noting his 'Sweet Cheeks' comment coincided with his fingering of my asshole, there was little to no resistance in that forbidden hole, I had unwittingly self-lubricated that dry orifice, my over-productive pussy glans poured sufficient fluid to lubricate all my crotch and now the old mans dream hole was. She still couldn't bring herself out of the slump she was in. Ever since she missed her first month's rent, Mr. Cohen, the landlord, had been hitting on her telling her that he would make "special concessions" for her. She knew what he was alluding to, but she had too much pride to be his prostitute. When she missed the second months rent, he offered his "package deal" again. He warned that the offer may not hold much longer, and she should give it special consideration. Now she sat, still. He ejected and I supported his load with my palm.The thick, sticky and slippery goo reflected with my palm and returned on his penis and his penis drenched with the semen. I then rubbed the all load with his penis, pubic hairs and let the creamy thing dribble down along his groin. Then I held his balls and rose upwards and rubbed the slippery semen at his asshole. I parted his legs wider and applied the goo at his asshole gently, his asshole became lubricated and I inserted my finger through.