Isabel, his little ally; he wouldn’t swap that feeling for anything and he couldn’t wait to feel it again. But what if someone found out? What if ...omeone had caught them? What if she regretted the whole thing? What if she told on him? She was legal but he could still lose his job. Worse what if Izzy didn’t feel the same way? The next day at school they were both on edge; they had both spend the night going back and forth between fantasy and nightmare. Izzy walked through the hall with her head. I start pushing back, controlling thepenetration and the pain as we both whimpering that it feels so nice. Hesays I am so tight and I coo like a kitten as the pounding starts. Thereis no more pain as he is stroking all 7" in and out. Occasionally evenpulling completely out just to enjoy plunging in again and again.Exhausted I collapse on the bed, rollover and feel so empty. Tom spoonsup beside me and asks if I'm ok- all I can utter is "ummm". He rolls meon my back and puts my ankles on his. It was incredibly hot, but that wasn’t the end of it, as Monica slid on top of me. Her perky, earthy breasts lowered above my face as she planted her pussy around my dick.“I guess that you’re Papi, too, now, but that’s okay with Nicky, I think. You’re Papi to him as well, even if he doesn’t call you that. You’re so fucking ... thick up here!” Monica groaned while Chelsea finished up inside Nicky and they both joined us in bed.“Well, Monica, you’re not so bad yourself, you know. Oh, God!” I. "Alright, the land was used as security for a loan. Frankly they will not allow us to subdivide the property," she informed me."So you owe back taxes of at least 12k and the loan has to be paid off to free the deed?" I asked."That is correct," she replied."And the forty odd thousand isn't enough to do both?" I asked."No, the only reason we are trying to sell the land is to avoid defaulting on the loan or a tax foreclosure of my dad's property. He would frankly roll over in his grave if we did.