There was a Cameron D. Welles. I couldn’t remember Cami’s middle name, but I thought I remembered that it started with L. There was also a C Welle..., the only Welles at that address, in Harperville, only a few miles away from my parents’ house. I clicked on the link for additional information. She was 41 and graduated from Van Buren High School. Pay dirt. I did something I’d never been willing to do before. I splurged on the Public Records Search. The only records they showed were a complaint. I talked to them a little. I explained that their costar was, until very recently, a naïve, quiet, shy housewife. This is all new to her. I thought it was important they know that she isn't just some back alley slut or pain freak. I wanted some reassurance that they understood she's important to both me and her husband, though I didn't put it that way. Basically I felt the need to make sure that they wouldn't hurt her.One of the six men replied, "Not a problem, man. We understand it's just an. She moaning and grips my cock tighter as my finger go deeper inside her.I take my lips off her nipples start kissing her neck and say Kiana I hope you ready I going to fuck you. she says in a minute and slides down to her knees with her face right in front of my cock she leans in and kisses the head licking it as she pulls back. I grab her blue horns and pull her toward my cock she opens her mouth and sucks my hard cock into her mouth.Holding her horn Kiana start pump her blue lips up and down. ~~~~~In Angie's car on the way over to Jilly's, I said, "Your dad knows. He knows about you, Tommy and Jessica for sure and he guessed about you, me and my parents from signals you were giving off." What? How?" she squealed.I explained about Wendy being his spy in Pat's apartment building and his past lover and how he had put the various pieces together. "I take him at his word that he'll stay quiet. I didn't confirm anything outright but he could read the expression on my face to know he.