The cork underlayment and the tile had been installed in one bedroom. Underlayment had been installed in his other bedroom and one bed was there for h...m. It seemed like they would tile his bedroom and maybe the living room dining room tomorrow. They certainly knew what they were doing and were fast workers.Exiting the elevator and walking to his car Greg noticed Pat walking about fifty feet in front of him. She did have a nice backside thought Greg. As they were driving the conversation. Soon Mark will put it back into you and it'll start feeling good."Carol was firmly of the opinion, "Not soon it won't!"Julia and I decided to wait some more. We both lightly caressed Carol, offering soft reassurances and sweet kisses around Carol's face.After several more minutes Carol tried moving her legs from side to side a little, and said, "Okay, Mark, let's try again. SLOWLY and carefully please. And be ready to stop if I say so."I had a small, technical problem with trying again. Julia. Sherri surprised me once again when she grabbed a bottle that was next to her and she actually stuck the bottle in her pussy. I then noticed that she was catching all of the dog cum along with her cum into the bottle as it was running, then leaking from her sloppy fresh dog fucked pussy. Sherri removed the bottle, which had a very surprising amount of doggie cum in it. She then licked her tongue all around the bottle and then she held her head back and started pouring all the dog cum into her. Angie lay on her back, shirtless, her training bra pushed up under her hickey-bruised neck. Her A-cup titties glistened, presumably with her despoiler's saliva. Her jeans were pushed down around her knees, and although her panties were still around her hips for the most part, the jock's hand was buried so deeply within them that I was certain at least one meaty digit was driven into her thirteen-year-old pussy."Get the fuck off of her!" At this command the kid, probably seventeen years old.