The people only made it more difficult, of course, to keep the home clean. By the end of that first week, she was exhausted and had begun to wonder if...Tim would ever come back to them. That thought alone brought conflict. She had clung for almost a decade to the good memories: that dazzling smile that had first won her heart, the loud ring of his rare laughs, and even the hundreds of tearful apologies and promises that it would never happen again. Of course, there were darker thoughts too.. . he stood up.....cock in his right hand......and opened the door slowly with his left. His wife didnt notice for a good few seconds and the lad sure didnt because as the hubby thought "he carnt see a thing with that on his head"......when she saw her hubbys cock at the side of her head for a spit second she was shocked...but then half a second later she had always expected to see it sometime or other....she looked up at him....and smiled !...her head still bobbing. He was going to need every minute to get that far up the island.In a near panic, Nick threw more bills than necessary at the lucky cab driver and bailed out across the street from the museum. He glanced up at the street sign to get his bearings and his stomach went sour - East 82nd Street, Elena's address.He crossed at the light and made his way to the front entrance of the museum. Baba was standing in the shadow of the portico. Nick took a quick mental check list of his nerves and bounded up. .. Me: urk ,,,uh,, Oh my grrrg...Mr chu: um! um! Um! plok plok plok plod! was the sound my fat wet hairless pussy was making...Mr Han groaned hard: "ahhhhgg I cum, I ..cummmming in your sweet mouth little girl!!" Mr. Chu whispered again: "swallow it, dont spill a drop, slut, do it, swallow it all" I had no intention of wasting a single drop of cum... sweat drops on my back and butt from mr chu while cum began to spurt and into the back of my throat... hot and salty... as i struggled to swallow,.