The funeral was doubly difficult with a toddler in my arms – Hayley of course knew that Mommy was not there with her, but didn’t, and couldn’t, ...nderstand why we were putting this big box in a hole in the ground and all crying. To me, the world lost all its color that day; I do remember the unnatural vivid green of the artificial turf that they used to cover the excavated dirt in the cemetery, but otherwise my memory of the event is gray and black. Lots of people did their best to console us,. She had sat in her dark house for weeks after the funeral, trying to piece together what she was going to do now. This wasn’t how her future was supposed to look. Finally, in desperation, she called up a couple of friends and asked if she could clean their houses. Her own was spotless (at least she thought it was – she actually hadn’t had on the lights in a while). Her friends agreed and she found that they gave her name out to several other friends along the way. Soon, she had about 10 houses. “Hi little one, hi Shelby,” Jase said as he leaned over and gave Lisa a kiss.“Hi, Daddy,” said Lisa as she stood and gave Jase a hug.“Hi, Jase,” Shelby said then blushed.“You are blushing,” Jase said as he looked down at Shelby, “did I walk up at a bad time?”“No, Daddy,” said Lisa, “I didn’t tell her it was you that messaged me. We were talking about you and I have a question.”Shelby jumped up and put her hand over Lisa’s mouth“NO,” she yelled, “No, she doesn’t have a question.”Lisa started. Greg cried out, a guttural, primitive moan. He leaned into her, shoving his cock into her deeply. Just as Valerie's orgasm began to subside, she felt another rip through her. Greg was cumming. She could feel his manhood swell within her, could feel jets of his hot sperm filling her pussy. She loved it, loved feeling his hot cum inside her, loved feeling him above her, loved the way he rotated his hips as he came, his pubis grinding over her clit and sending her into the throes of a second.