I think, like Matt, I lost my mind for a few minutes. My mind was so filled with pleasure. I was in another dimension. I didn't want it to ever end. I...lost count of the number of orgasms I had. Each one is a little more intense than the last. In a few minutes, which seemed like hours. Matt started grunting as he slammed his cock in all the way and held it there. I could actually feel each spurt of his baby makers. My cunt was in a spasm and was milking his cock it was as if it wanted to drain. “Ja, it vas incredible. Aftervards, I felt so – so –“ At a loss for words, all I can do is gesture with my hand, as if I am reaching for something I cannot quite grasp.“I know. I can’t find the right words to describe it either.” His hand continues working on my tail, while his other hand moves around to my chest, playing over the scarred designs.“You almost told me to quit at one point, didn’t ya? Just before my knuckles went in?”“How did you know that? I only asked you to stop and vait a. ” She chuckled, shrugged, and clarified, “Well, he left it to the family, and nobody else wanted it.” She held out her hand and said, “I’m Alice Keller.”Clint shook her hand and said, “Clint Drake.”“Let me guess. You want to look through all the junk he had stacked everywhere?”That explained the old man’s territorial behavior. If he was a collector, having some stranger on the property with his treasures was absolutely intolerable. He knew the type quite well.He shook his head. “I work with the. I told him I wanted the tour, and even though our units are about the same, he did some cool things. His desk faced the window and my unit and we could clearly see the TV on. The living room was sleek but comfy, and he had a huge TV on the wall and fancy sound and projection equipment. His kitchen was non-descript, but his bathroom was awesome. He took the second bed room and used some for a huge closet and laundry room and the other half to expand the bath. There was beautiful tile that.