My first hours from 7-9pm were spent helping answer phones accompanied by a blonde beauty named Helge with a hard to spell surname. Helge was a statue...que Viking lass about 5 feet 10 tall with big tits, shapely ass and legs that went on forever and eyes as blue as the ocean. She could easily have worked as a model glamour or made a fortune as a porn star. She made no secret that she was married to an english man, but he worked long hours and she rarely saw him as he had to travel all around. I spent the rest of the day feeling a bit off little did I know that there was a storm coming to turn my life upside down.I wish I had gone to pick up Conner from school I think looking back on that day. It had been six months since our mother died in a car crash and our family was getting back to the normalThe insurance company was giving our father the run around because they didn't want to pay out they insisted on conducting a lengthy investigation on moms actions the day she died leaving no. "Some guys have so much more cock than I do." He chuckled and says, "Yours looks pretty fine to me". "Thanks, but yours is bigger!" He laughed. His dick is of average length but quite thick. He either has very little foreskin or is circumsized. I asked, "Are you cut?" He replied, "No." He showed me his hood by rolling his foreskin down. It only covered about halfway down his cockhead. He's got a good slow stroke going and his cock has elongated and grown thicker. My stroking had my cock. She was very opinionated and based many ideals on pure subjectivity. Her mouth was always open, gaping for the world to see, Hans would devise a plot to humble this bitch and make her eat her words.....and more!The plan was set, since Hans spent much of his time at Sola's home, he had a spare key made so he could come and go as he pleased. He knew that Cynth was at home until the afternoon most days as everyone else was off at work. Her daily schedule would be that she get up, eat and then take.