It took me a couple of tries as it was partially buried in the snow and I needed to keep clearing a path for it to swing open.Inside I saw her. She ha... pulled all the clothing out of a suitcase on the back seat and made a nest on the front seat for herself and her child. I could see where she had kept the child wrapped up and covered with her body.I was about to pronounce her dead when I saw a faint pulse in her throat. I carefully picked her up and started back to the coach. I had to get her. But months after our daughter was here, things still weren't picking back up. So when I heard third or fourth hand that he'd been getting his somewhere else, it had my attention. Ordinarily I might have chalked it up to being paranoid, but I had to know. It wasn't just one. It was here, there, work, bars, anywhere. Honestly, I didn't know what was worse? Was it worse to chase ass to satisfy your physical needs? Would it be worse if he had some "commitment" to one or the other? Either way,. This story is in 2 parts and I will be explaining everything in detail, so please be patient and read till the end and keep imagining everything in detail and enjoy my journey.Since childhood, 3 of us were close like own blood brothers and sisters but addressed each other as cousins, as I was the youngest amongst 3 of them and the cutest as well, Shalini loved me a lot and showed me a lot of care, attention, and affection, even Jatin cared for me like an own younger brother, and we were happy. I reached up and touched her cunt. She was wet, soaking wet and almost dripping."Looks like someone beat me to it," I whispered to her."It was Frank who did that to me." she confessed "When I sat down on him Frank kinda pulled on my underpants. He pushed them out of the way and stuck his big thing all the way up my cunt. He started rocking me on his lap with his big cock stuck way up in me. I didn't know what to do and it felt so good that I decided to leave it up there until you started.