It was true; she had not worked outside the home since the Dakota had been born.She had been lucky that her husband was a general contractor and could...work for himself. It gave them more time together, and a pretty good income; until the economy went sour. It might not be so bad to do something she could get money for, but on the other hand, how could she ever make enough money to cover all the debts she knew they had?They settled down to watch television. Gabriella curled up beside her. Looking up the businessman continued to stroke, not touching but smelling her legs and her wet pussy that now hovered around and above him. Mila,”is your cock aching for me? Can you smell how wet my pussy is for you.” “Yes”, stuttered the response. His breathing was fast now, and he wanted to reach out to touch her legs or lift his mouth to her thong, still stroking his cock slowly. It ached so muchMila put her knees on the bed and leaned over him and took hold of his hand, to stop his strokes,. I attempted to move an arm, but could onlybarely lift it with the feeling of something softly brushing against it.Moving my legs and lower body seemed something I was abler to do, and soI began to push my legs against the soft surface I was apparently on.More strength returned to my arms as I practically willed them with mymight to push me, along with my legs to sit up. In doing so, I wasalmost immediately startled as additional and foreign feelings aroused mybrain. My eyes were still a bit. Gradually, Dante’s gun inched further and further out. His rage almost turned into a grin that would make Lucifer jealous as the situation leaned into his corner.Or so it seemed.The demonic mask soon relaxed into one of shock as his eyes bulged and jaw clenched. His body jerked several times, and Dante’s stare went through Bill, then he slumped on top of him. In a rush, Bill wriggled from under him, and the remaining white noise from the earlier blows faded. However, Frankie’s whimpers replaced.