” I had no idea what he meant.When he was finished sorting, he put some things, including my bras and panties, into a trash bag and folded the rest...neatly into one suitcase. “Let’s get to the tailor before they close. It’s the weekend.”Grandpa threw the trash bag into the large garbage bin outside and we went into town.Town was one street with very few shops. There was a grocery store, a medical clinic, I saw a sign for a dentist and several clothing shops, bars and adult stores.Grandpa made. God, what if the dog did hit her ass and not her cunt. She loved anal sex but did not want to do it with a dog. Dianka felt her body begin to betray her. A fire was turning from smoldering warmth to flames beginning to break free and her body poured its juices out for her lover.The dog didn't care about any of this. All he knew was this bitch tasted good and the more he licked, the more there was to lick. He wriggled his tongue around and penetrated into the source of this river of sweetness. Mr. Swan would be out before the end of the week, I decided.Angela and I had lunch together, in my private dining room, I might add. She was appropriately impressed when my personal secretary asked if we would be taking lunch in and then picking up her ever present phone and giving orders for our meal.I liked her.She looked tough and seasoned. Her name was Naomi Richards. There wasn’t a bit of phony that I could detect, and when I spoke, she listened and made things happen.She’d stay.It wasn’t. Before I had a chance to see who it was, the door opened, and Jake and Kayla came in."Hungry, Porter?" asked Jake when he saw me struggling. He reached for the bag and tore it open for me."Hi, Sean, how are you feeling?" asked Kayla softly, her eyes glittering."Not bad," I replied. "I think I like taking naps in the afternoons." I stretched to emphasize the point, but I was a little too extravagant in my movements. I ended up pulling on my bruised ribs, which made me hunch down, clutching at my.