“This is where the floor creaks the least.” They all huddled in the corner, quiet.Downstairs, Janie began opening locks. ___________________ “Wh...re’s Sterling?” the stocky man in the overlarge suid demanded. His whole head was a mess of angry bruises, and one of his eyes had a bloody ring around the iris. He stood directly in front of the door. He held a pry bar on his shoulder. Behind him were a dozen other men. Two of them were on horseback. They all carried heavy tools like weapons.“Not that. " It wasn't really coming back to me, but I could see the scenario.Most of the renovations looked finished, apparently, and we were avoiding places clearly under construction, but some of the floor boards were being replaced and one that was unmarked gave way under me. I dropped thru to the next floor and probably would have been just annoyed if a bag of cement, some drywall and some other materials hadn't fallen on top of me. Cracked my skull, broke a couple ribs, lucky the damage wasn't. She pulled them on and stood up again, from where I was I had a perfect view, “yes I said red is the nicest”.She sat back down and to my surprise said to me “then if you want uncle Chris ill wear them for you in your bed tonight” I was taken back, and she must have noticed my surprise as she added “that’s if you want me too” I was hoping I wasn’t acting to eager when I answered yes to her, but in fact I couldn’t wait. But told her not to tell her Nan as she wouldn’t approve.A few moments later. “I’ve got something for you” you tell me and you want to know where you should leave your gift. I want it in my fertile pussy but I tell you to give it to me deep in my arse. You’re silent as you pump your frothy seed into the darkest depths of me and I moan because your gift is gratefully received. I feel full of you long after you’ve with withdrawn and it’s a feeling that I wish could last forever. “What are you thinking?” you ask me and though it’s a clichéd question you actually mean it..