We were in full charge and continuing our jobs, we heard someone calling Priya by her name, and it was her mom asking her help to tie a washed cloth i... roof. She then hurriedly tried to get up but I didn’t let her go and catch her hand and boobs so tight. She in pain asked me to leave her. But I didn’t let her move then she promised me to continue this later when we get chance. Then I let her go and told not to forget that promise.Then she managed her dress and leave from her brothers room with. ”“He’s going to come here and use your wife like a whore and then he will leave, until the next time he wants to use me. Besides he has that video.”“You saw Frank?”“How could I have not? At one point he was right in my face with his dammed phone. At some point they will all be here to fuck me.”“I can’t allow that.”She kisses me and says. “Let me know when you have a workable plan. For now I have a book that I’m very interested in.” and she picks up her Kindle and resumes reading.I was kind of. The head of her dildo tapped my prostate as it went by.I still don't know how I let myself be settled there to ride her cowgirl style, but I think it was that quiet confidence and her beauty.She reached out to the other harness and dildo. It was smaller in some ways and much different when she unfolded it. It seemed to be a mask with a set of straps to hold it and a five-inch dildo projecting. When she slowly put it on over her mouth I understood how it was worn. She reached up with her hands. . and memories. All gone now. The backyard, her first cat, two of my dogs, all buried back there. How she cried when ‘Pumpkin’, her red tabby died, the damn cat was over twenty years old, she’d had it since she was a kid, nice cat, purred all the time. I remembered, I’d felt bad too. Our house, it was in both our names, too bad now I guess.Our kids, the youngest, Claire was just fifteen. OK, so Joyce was cheating I didn’t care about the cost. I’d have to put up and pay up for three years, just.