It was so tight that she couldn't even force the tip in there but she knew her husband was impatient so she wet her finger and began working it inside...Sara trembled from the assault but with Mr. Crudele in her pussy she had nowhere to go. Mrs. Crudele then knelt over Sara, her body further keeping the babysitter helplessly in place. She then forced a second finger into Sara but it was extremely tight."Is she ready yet?" he said, the impatience growing in his voice."I don't think so John. Sara. ”Friday of that first week led to another encounter: Danny was out at the house for Jack’s weekly poker game. I came back from a grocery run to find Danny sitting at our dining room table with the rest of the usual suspects, drinking and shooting the shit as they tried to hustle one another. I popped my head in, said hello, and ducked back into the kitchen to put the groceries away.“Anything good?”I turned around and saw Danny standing at the island in the kitchen going through the last of the. "I certainly do," she announced, "Darrell says 'Hi'," she stated happily. I sputtered for a minute before catching myself."You little sneak. You tricked me. You're as bad as my sister," I laughed with her over the phone."Ha, now I know you were pulling my leg with all that, 'my friend Darrell' nonsense." Well, Darrell certainly doesn't see us as friends, but I'm hoping to change that." Maybe, we'll have to see. It's not looking so good right now though. Speaking of siblings, your sister said. Eric started to ask him about his business when Lorraine suddenly announced that the meal was ready and could everyone come into the dining room and take their places. Rising to her feet she suddenly felt a hand take her elbow and staring up she saw him looking down at her, a very sexy smile and a twinkle in his eye as she stood there, totally transfixed. He was extremely tall, at least six three or four against her five foot five. Five foot seven if you counted the heels she wore. He seemed to.