We immediately started having our brunch while talking to each other. After the brunch we three started to watch old malayalam softcore sex movie cal...ed Punnara Poonkuyil where a sex hungry wife neglected by her husband is finding her love in Husband's close friend. Since the AC was in full blast and the window curtains were down I really felt so horny. We all were sitting on a sofa during the movie time and she was next to me and was wearing a sexy nighty. The hubby and me was wearing shorts. Stanley made a noise in his throat, then stood up and came around his desk. "Filthy whore," he said, and pulled his belt out of his pants. It reminded me of Marcus. I knew that Marcus, somewhere deep inside, had to be crazy, and now it seemed that Stanley, in his own way, had gone crazy too. But wasn't I crazy as well? What the hell was I doing with these people? Noel took my hardening cock deep into her mouth as Stanley raised the belt and slashed it down on her ass. She gave a muffled. What should I have said?’ she asked, looking at me intently. ‘Whatever you felt like. If you wanted to dance with him, just say yes.’ ‘And that wouldn’t bother you? I mean … I came to the party with you.’ ‘He just wants to dance with you, Shelly. I don’t mind,’ I replied, not quite truthfully. ‘Oh.’ She looked almost disappointed. I poured Shelly another glass of wine and she sipped this one a bit less cautiously than her first. She was looking around the dance floor at the couples, paying. And she debated all the way there about calling Nick. If this was just a crank, then she was calling him away from an important meeting with Roger for no reason. And she really didn't want to see him tonight if she didn't have to.But if this wasn't a crank, if this was a legitimate call about their killer? Then she could call him after she investigated, she stubbornly told herself. She read the green fire numbers on the mailbox posts until she found the right one and pulled into the.