This was a kiss of possession, claiming what I wanted and making sure she knew it. She was appreciated, she was wanted, and she did have value... and ...this kiss proved it to her."Ohhh, Daniel..."Carol put her arms around my neck and returned my kiss with everything she had been holding back, everything that she wanted to give her husband but couldn't. My hands moved from her face down her sides and then back around to her well-rounded hips and on to her tight, hot ass.After a few minutes of hot. Her hand finds his crotch and begins to stroke him gently. She can feel him grow in her hand and she squeezes him. He pulses when he feels her squeeze. His hand is now rubbing her deep on her inner thigh, she moves forward in her chair and looses her breath as he reaches her. She looks at him and mouths something and then excuses herself. Her knees are week as she gets up to leave. When she gets in the hallway, she leans against the brick wall to catch her breath, the coldness of it helps her. We put out the word that the oil is no good. Do not use it. We will collect it and exchange it at no charge. We will give out an eight hundred number and have them call us. We will have our guys go to every Italian restaurant in Brooklyn to see if they received oil in the last two weeks. They will part with it, one way, or the other.’ The oil does not go to supermarkets. It goes to specialty Italian stores. It will be easy enough for us to get there. We have to do this now. Let me take care of. I told Uncle that some work had come up and immediately left from there. The next few days I was scared shit. What would happen? What if she told anyone? Whom all would she have told about it?Sometimes I felt she wouldn’t have told anyone but still had a fear. I was scared to talk to everyone and I rarely went out of the house, unless necessary.After about 2 weeks, I got a call from my grandpa asking me to stay at their home to look after their dogs. They had to go out of town for 2 days for.