He hummed and sucked on her fingers as his excitement subsided. Willa lifted her hand, and her palm was full of his cum. She sniffed at it and rubbed...it all over his chest. “Nasty; I don’t know why Mother likes to consume it,” she said. Girard was still panting from his climax but she turned and motioned to the bench. “Lie down. I want to see if your tongue is as long as Gina's." With Girard’s head at the edge of the bench, Willa assumed the position, holding his head between her thighs as she. As she came back some more, she felt Consuela's warm hands gently caress her sensitive shaft, her cum cooling off in a pool in and around her navel.. She finally felt the last bit of cum squirt out of her tip before the rest ooze out of her, quickly rubbed off by the masseuse's hands. She then felt her take a towel and wipe off the cum from her stomach and genitalia, rubbing whatever remained into Miss K's skin. Finally, Consuela brushed a hand from the base of her softening dick up her body. "Cool plan Chris! What's the size of roof you have up there? We will order the concrete and the rebar you will need.", said the builder enthusiastically. "It's time that place got an update. Your the perfect guy to do that, or so your uncle told me.".Chris gave the men the details and the rough time line he was planning along. And told them that he would keep them updated as he got more stuff put on paper. He asked if he could borrow a small excavator and a motorized wheel barrow for a couple. ’ ‘You can’t do everything. And isn’t that what your defense is for?’ ‘Yeah, I know.’ Brody shrugged. ‘Anyway, we’re not here to talk about me.’ ‘What do you want to talk about, then? The Tigers are looking good.’ Brody was saved having to reply when the food arrived. He tried to organize his thoughts, buying more time by drowning his onion rings in ketchup. ‘Nice try, man. How are you doing, really?’ ‘What do you want me to say? I come home one day, the kids are at Amy’s mom’s, and Amy’s.