Too hot.“Let’s give Casanova Jr the room with his friend, OK?” She tugged Dad’s t-shirt sleeve.“OK, but only because bacon can cool on the d...ning room table.” He dragged the paper towel and pile of pig meat onto a plate and laughed at me like a supervillain. Mom rolled her eyes.“What does she mean Casanova Jr?” Kia asked.“She found Pat in my room and I had Renée over for dinner yesterday.” I said.“And then we all went to Connie’s.” Kia nodded. Her cheeks went pink. “We all went to Connie’s.. . or jor se … or jor se…I increased speed and moans got louder.. oh yes…. Ohhhhh hh yess sss sss… fcucc ccccc ccckk kkkkk me…Chandu stop….And finally she came on my hand and felt much satisfied.. then I bent slightly backward and asked her to sit on my penis and I inserted from the back and held her tight with deep kissing. now I started giving strokes and she was responding to it in a rhythmic manner and bathroom was filled with our voices … fach.. fach …fach ..after 10mins we both came. He told her again, as he walked out the door, that he wanted to help her get set up in some kind of business and offered to give her any advice that she needed.The next several days were spent touching up some areas that needed a coat of paint, having the gutters cleaned out, having the furnace tuned-up and making sure that the house looked a nice as possible. At night she would look in the classified of the newspaper for businesses for sale. The few that sounded promising turned out to be dogs. At the door to the suite, I handed her key to her, and opened up with mine, standing back to let her go first.“Thank you,” she said, as she sat in one of the armchairs in front of the TV set, “are you always this much of a gentleman?”“I try,” I replied.She looked at me for a few seconds. I could see there was a question in her mind, and I had a shrewd idea as to what it was.“Was Cal THE Cal?” she asked, “your Cal?”“I don’t know about my Cal,” I replied, “but she’s the only Cal I know.”“And.