We established house rules on hygiene, cum-sharing and other essential things.One rule was on clothes in the house. The boys wanted to be nude most of...the time, but I nixed that. We set 'clothing optional' areas of the house - including the pool - and everywhere else they had to be wearing at least pants. And to ensure everybody had a chance to take a day off if they were too tired or too sore to fuck anymore, if you were wearing pants with a belt, you were off limits.Much to my own shock, I. ”I got Stan on the phone and told him about the break-in, and that we think it was Robbie. I also told him about what I had offered Sheila. He thought that letting her work from home was a great idea. He asked if I was going to try to replace Robbie as a full-time Realtor. I told him I was unsure about that.He confided that he thought Robbie was trouble waiting to happen, but certainly hadn’t expected him to have a ‘breakdown.’ I mentioned the Monday meeting and gave him the address. I wonder. We talked and talked, we had been waiting for this for so long it seemed almost surreal now it was actually happening. We went and sat outside at a little coffee shop on Oxford Street. We chatted about how weird this felt but somehow so right. We fell silent as we drank our coffees, his eyes never left me as we sat there. “What?” I asked after awhile, starting to feel uneasy under his gaze. “Nothing, I just cant believe how beautiful you are that’s all” “Raiden!” I squealed as I blushed. I can smell the scent of your arousal and my tongue flicks out, parting your swollen inner lips and tasting you. I push my tongue up inside your moist hole and then you begin to move, grinding your pussy down onto my face. My lips, my mouth, my chin and my cheeks are all wet with your juices and I catch sight of you, your finger rubbing your clit in little circles as you fuck my face. We both want more and need more and we need to be joined as lovers. We reverse our positions and I kneel.