I drove to our family's favourite place, a little Italian restaurant not far from where we lived. It was where McKayla and I had our first date. They ...knew us by name and never gave us menus. We had celebrated anniversaries and birthdays and graduations there. When McKayla died, they sent more flowers and food than we ever could have needed, and refused to take a penny from me. When I tried to slip some money to one of their employees afterwards, I found out they gave it to Hospice in McKayla's. Well Gracy was really hot with 36-28-36 stats. She had no experience to be a model but she offered to be one. She asked her husband Hardik about this, but he rejected the idea. That put Gracy in further dilemma. But she really wanted to help. She told Shilpa that she will do it without telling Hardik. She fixed a date for it when Hardik was away. I was so thankful for Gracy for the risk she had taken. And to Shilpa for being so supportive. Things were set and we didn’t need a photographer since. I had cheated, and worse in the most despicable and decadent way possible. Married, happily, with a beautiful wife, and I couldn't keep myself from falling on my knees for the first man who offered my dick.As I tried to stand up, the man I only knew as Daddy simply slide his ankles onto me, wiping my own cum onto my clothes. Only after he was done did I even attempt to rise, following him out of the backroom with my head hung low, like a puppy after being punished for piddling on the carpet.The. Her yelp echoed throughout the empty house. I pulled out then slammed back into her even harder. I continued driving into her while my hands drifted down to her breasts. I squeezed roughly through her shirt before reaching under her shirt and pushing her bra up. I pinched her exposed nipple hard, eliciting another loud yelp from her. Normally I'm never this rough during sex. I've tried different things with my wife but she was never into anything out of the normal. Missionary and sometimes she.