Just because she was homeless doesn't mean she wasn't proud. Everyone has pride whether false or real. Yet, if she was to accept his offer of shelter,...once there, once alone with her in his house, then what?He's never been in a committed relationship. If nothing else, she could shower and he'd take her to buy new clothes tomorrow. Maybe he could take her someplace to get her hair, makeup done, and nails done. His very own version of Pretty Woman, he was curious what was beneath all that dirt. As we were on the front seat no one could see what we were up to and I allowed her to do her thing.Sensing my relaxing she brought a hand up on my lap and started fondling my member from outside. In the meanwhile I put my hand into her top and held her breast and started caressing it softly through her bra. She then undid her bra without removing her top and raised hre boobs above the bra.After a while she slowly unzipped my jeans and took my pal out. He was not exposed to the outside air for. "I am all yours." His smile said more than justoffering services in a sales role.Tuck smiled back. "Well then, let's see the next, I am so excited." Mrs.Getty was just beaming and so enjoying herself. The morning could not begoing any better.The boxes continued to pile up and with Tuck just glowing in the light ofMrs. Getty and Thomas, each offering compliments and encouragements andeach choice being better than the last. Each new shoe also allowed forTuck to sit again in front of Thomas and. One day, I hoped to share that joy with Fiona. Have fun, Seamus grinned. He loved to watch me fuck monsters. I will, I purred. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Fiona I was so happy to reunite Eoshia with her husband Feran. I smiled when we entered the boisterous common room of the Pick and Shovel. Eoshia, still wearing one of my spare robes, headed to the bar manned by a slender barkeep, his face downcast, a dirty rag slung over his shoulder. Feran, Eoshia shouted, barely audible over the.