He agreed and I continued to suck his cock with force. With that force the registration copies inside my dress fell out. He saw them and asked me what...��s happening. I said him all my story and now I want my husband’s whole wealth and I asked him to help me get this.Okay, I will help you, but what will you give me for helping you?”“I will fuck you for helping me”“Very intelligent you were, I want share in your wealth.”“I will give you 20%”.“You give me 80% and then I will help you”.“Okay I will. I couldn’t sleep. Would it continue? I hoped it would? I shouldn’t think that.Next morning was Sunday and it was off to church with the folks. We were in the back seat of the car just like when were kids. What a weird feeling. I had avoided looking at her but finally our eyes met.I knew it then. It was not over, it was just beginning.The fantasies continued right there in church. I tried to stop but I couldn’t. Not here. NO. NO.I was never so glad church was over. Who can sit in. We had been living together in a trailer we rented, but I got on her nerves and she spent too much money. We split up and both moved back home. We were cordial during the exchange as I handed over the pastel suitcase with the unicorn on it and Mila’s pink-and-purple glitter backpack. “Bye, daddy,” she smiled.“Bye, princess,” I hugged her. “Daddy love you!”“Love you too!”My heart softened and I flashed a brief smile showing my platinum silver plated tooth cover with cubic zirconias. I went back. We began to kiss, and thankfully he was a pretty good kisser. We were running our hands all over each other, doing the get to know you feel when he reached up under my shirt and pushed it up over my tits. He said "I've been wanting to get my hands on these since I saw the pictures of you." He grabbed a bra clad tit in each hand and gave them a squeeze, while I slipped my shirt over my head and off. CJ pressed his face into my cleavage kissing all over the exposed skin. I reached around behind.