.." Naughty man," she smiled. "The shower's up here."It was a good reliable make of shower, but, a quick look told me that whoever had fitted the last...shower did not really know what they were doing. All the pipework was corroded and not straight."I'll need to turn off the power and water," I said."The stopcock is behind the sink downstairs and the fuse box is under the stairs," said Wendy.I swiftly shut off the water and power and unscrewed the old unit from the wall. Clearly the pipes had. I sucked out the remaining cum drops that were still on his dick. He shoved his cock into the inside of my cheek so it bulged out.“Fuck yeah, you are becoming a real cock whore,” he said. “Don’t you think?”“Yes,” I said again, obediently.“Say it,” he said forcefully.I hesitated for only a second, and then said, “I’m becoming a cock whore.”“Damn right. Because what do you like to do best?”“I like to suck cock,” I said.“And what else?”“And I like to swallow cum.” Was I sure it was me saying this?. Maybe she’ll stop crying then.”She rushed upstairs and barged into Ellen’s room. A split second later, her scream made Jonathan Wilkes’s blood freeze. He ran upstairs, taking two steps at a time where he found his wife holding up the limp body of their stepdaughter as high as she could. Jonathan Wilkes jumped to his wife’s help. With shaky fingers, he found a pen knife in his coat pocket and cut the shawl. Another precise cut, and the part around Ellen’s neck fell apart. Together they placed. The bank was located on the corner of Market Street and Second Avenue, with an alley that ran behind the bank building for the length of the block. The alley was the most logical route for the robbers to follow, since it represented the shortest path from Smith's house to the bank. Since the robbers were last seen on foot, it was assumed that they would walk from the Smith house to the bank, and they would be in no great hurry. This gave time for 3 of Eddy's people to get into position on.