The last blow would be selling the house."Yes. The movers are coming next Monday," John answered looking down at the floor."Ah," Vicki said feeling si...k.John asked, "Do you want me to move your stuff over to John's Farm?" Are you going to sell the house?" Vicki asked finding it difficult to breath."No. I thought we could keep it. My office is there and I kind of like the idea of having a place away from home to work. I've done that work at home stuff for too long. It tends to blur the lines. I was really pissed off coz id gone to a lot of effort to look good in my sexy little black strapless dress . wendy and her spoilt little brat went back to the room early so I sat at the bar on my own, after my first bottle of white wine and several shots of rakki the fat balding bar man was beginning to look a cross between george cloony and brad pitt. and it had been sometime since id had some cock . the bar shut at midnight but managed to get a couple more drinks before stavos the bar man. Her body up from the waist swelled up for a minute and then she exploded with a large amount of water. She took deep breathes along a light scream and she became stiff for a moment. She had her first orgasm but I wasn’t finished till then. Her water came out with burst and she spilled her orgasm over my face. I took the towel put down near to us on bed and wiped my face. I picked my head up and I budged to her lips. My face was on her face. My hot breathes were touching her face. She felt those. ”“Also, I’ll send movers to get my stuff on Monday or Tuesday. I trust you’ll not try to hold onto anything of mine.” She looked suspiciously at the both of them, now holding hands.Solomon said, “No, you don't need to do that.”“And why not?” Carla asked, warily.“You should keep the house. We’re moving out of the area, as soon as we can. Just buy me out and it’s all yours.”“I’d assumed we both wanted it, and it would be easier to sell it and split it than fight over it.”“I do want it. But.