"Look, Annie, I am not going to keep going over the same things. You made a big mess for both of us. I'm trying to make things better. You apparently ...on't want to do it my way." I shoved the keys over to her. "You go on back to Austin and do whatever you want. I'm going to talk to those truckers over there and see if I can get a ride to California. I love you—I always will—but I can't live like you apparently want to. Give me a call if there is anything I can ever do for you." And I walked. The day was alomst beginning . Who the fuck could it be ? And then one particular thought hit my head . My Parents ! They wanted to check on us . I took up the Phone and was awaiting the lecturing voice of my father . Nothing could me prepare for what I was about to hear . " Hello , here´s Kasongo . Who am I speaking to , please ? " I began the conversation . Only seconds later a too familiar voice erupted out of the Telephone . " Hey , Chris . It´s me ." In a happy mood I replied my best. It needs a good bit of maintenance and repair as the floor is quite uneven and a bit damp, I noticed,” I told Jill, as we continued to look around.“Yes, I noticed a number of places with roots growing through the bricks,” she told me, before asking, “What are you going to do to keep them from using this place again?”“Let’s close the trapdoor, and then I’ll cast my wards in it and the floor. They should last for at least four years, and no one will be able to get through them either from below. I asked her which was her favorite sixty-nine position and she offered to show me. She lay on her side and moved her knee closest to the mattress directly at my face. I raised my head and lay it on her thigh, directly aligning my mouth with her pussy. It was surprisingly comfortable and very effective for maximum pleasure. She pulled my knee towards her face and lay her head on my thigh with perfect alignment with my cock and her mouth. Within a few minutes, we had adjusted our positions.