We weren’t close but there was that history between us.Carole lent forward and kissed me lushly on the lips; she turned and with a hand flutter and ...waved.It was one of those brief encounters that remind you not only where you’ve been in life but how things are at present.For Carole’s banter had scratched at a growing sore in my home affairs.With Danny’s heart problem came financial insecurity. He’d lost a lot of time at work. The bills had begun to build.Our daughter Malissa was at a demanding. She was going to realize how much this meant to him, up the price, fuck up the bargain…no. She wouldn’t. Alice Brown was too dull to double-cross someone. Right? ‘Honestly, Blake,’ she said, twisting the chain slightly in her fingers so that the key gently spun at the end of it, ‘I’m not really sure I want to part with it. Of course, I’ll happily refund your twenty thousand dollars, but…well, just look at it. It’s a work of art, not just a work of craft.’ Blake felt like he’d swallowed a brick.. ...yea..fuck me...fuck your little slut!!!" I moaned....I couldn't believe what I was saying...but it just felt to damn good to stop... “danny!!!!! Fuck danny!!!!!" I moan even louder when he goes faster.“yea that's right slut...say my name...ohhh your ass is tighter than your pussy" he says to my panting....he slips his finger in my pussy going in and out....I go crazy now....he's so good at this.I scream that I'm gonna cum.(Daniels p.o.v)Ohhh fuck...damn she tight....it wouldn't be late for. We know each other for the last 12 years. We had nothing sexual between us as she was already engaged to her now-husband when we first met. We had remained close friends all these years, but something changed a few months back. My SIL always wears a headscarf when she is to the public. But at home, she dresses up in a normal salwar kameez or t-shirt and trousers. Let me come to the incident now.Where it all startedWe were visiting my in-law’s place and my SIL and her kids were also at home. Her.