Carol would soon find out she had lost her job because of a consolidation of responsibilities in her department. I am sure she would find it nearly im...ossible to find another position within a close distance of our small town. If she worked, she would have to drive over 65 miles one way daily or move.I made sure to stay around home Friday morning because I wanted to see what happened when the shit hit the fan. Sure enough, about 930 Carol first called Ann, then came over to our house crying. I. They wouldn’t take my points, so if she needs more than two weeks, she can stay longer and I can use the points for that. I just need, um, your email address, I guess. To send you the ... the info.”There was still no response. I grimaced, my palms suddenly incredibly sweaty.“Bella?”“Why?” Her voice was watery.“Why what?”“Why...” Her voice caught and she sniffed.Fuck. I’d misread the situation and meddled where I shouldn’t have.“Bella, I’m sorry, don’t cry. I didn’t mean to upset you or, you. Then again, I jumped to her other boob. This time it was straight, I started fondling, pinching, squeezing, feeling out of her tanks. Moments of bliss! I even started to stop worrying about her notice of my hands on her boobs.Second encounter, this was not soft as the first one. Another lucky chance of sleeping with her. This time, I made a bold move of her grabbing her bare breasts. This time, I came to a conclusion, that she was not at all asleep. I could feel it, but I could not resist. He told me to fuck him. With the cake on the table in front I fucked him. It hurt but I did as i was told. He cum inside me again.He told me to now cut the cake. I did and he sang Happy Birthday to me. He sloppy dick slipping out of me and his cum dripping out I cut the cake and took a piece. I slowly tured to give him a bite and he bit my fingers with the cake piece. He then slowly started putting the cream on me and then he was again ready to do me. He fucked my pussy and my virgin asshole. I.