" What is this stuff about the Widow Parker and Peter being stuffed in a trash can?" When you had died and we had disposed of your body we couldn't ha...ve your husband looking for you, now could we. It was a tidy solution to a vexing problem. Everything is wrapped up nicely. Your husband would be dead, you would have disappeared and the police would start looking for you as the prime suspect. I mean you were obviously guilty or why had you run? And your husband is dead. Our man hasn't reported in. I’m scared.” “Are you going to go to the police over his cancellation of your personal credit card – or maybe for some other things too?” She knew what I meant. “I’m not sure…I have to think it over.” “Do you have some friends or family to stay with tonight?” “My two best female friends are out of town, and my family is hundreds of miles away. I’ll check into a hotel.” “How are you going to do that without a credit card?” I asked. “Well, I have some cash, I think enough for a cheap. I looked at the time on my phone: 5:45pm. I stretched and stood up, my daughter Hazel would be getting out of tumbling in fifteen minutes, and after that, my son Will had a peewee flag football game. I changed clothes, pulling on my favorite black yoga pants and the ‘Mom’ version of Will’s team jersey. I pulled my hair into a ponytail, grabbed a jacket, umbrella, and my phone. As I walked towards the door, my phone rang, it was my husband Nick. ‘Hey hun, I’m leaving now to pick up Hazel and. We wouldn't want anyone hearing up or her kids if she has any. Mark begins pumping harder and faster making her cum immediately. “Ohh-yeah daddy. That feels so good. Fuck me more daddy!” He turns her over fucking her doggy-style. He Bangs her pussy as she moaned cumming again. “Ahh-daddy you feel so good inside me! Hey daddy can I rid you? Hehe sure be my guest. Okay daddy.” he lays down spreading his legs for her. She gets on top of him positioning herself. Once she was ready she took his cock.