And Gloria!”“Yeah! That is sad.”That killed the conversation. I wouldn’t be a good whore if I just sat here though. “So, do you want to be t...e client or the whore?”“I ... do we have to do it that way? I kind of want to get to know you.”I grin at him. “Is that code for ‘I don’t want to have sex?’” I am sure it isn’t. But I feel like teasing him.“No! You know that, don’t you?”“I had a strong guess.”“I’d just rather take things naturally.”“You can start by getting comfortable. Lie down next to me. .”The three of us waited for the rest. I knew it was true, even as I had no idea what she was about to say.I JUST KNEW.“Honey, she set it all up in advance. Hazel had someone standing by to steal the store videos and sneak her out.“That has to be it.“She took you to your own murder, and had someone there to film it. I guarantee you that film is already out on the web and people think you are already dead.” She was crying like a baby as she told me what really happened that day at the store.. My nephew was gripping my ass tightly.Lowering my legs around his waist and wrapping my thighs round his ass, I huskily groaned, “Shove that big dick in my pussy. Make me happy the way your dad makes your mom happy….give me all your cock meat…Make dirty Sandhya happy…treat her like a whore, lover.” “Your pussy feels so good, darling Sandhya…it is so tight and so wet…I am cumming…..My cock is about to cum….OOOOO…AAAAAA….ARGHHHH….FUCKKKKK,” He was gasping. The stiff young cock pistoned wildly in. I got curious (assuming she'd worked up the nerve to kill a spider since she's terrified of them) and unfolded the paper towels. Inside was a used rubber that still had a LOT of cum in it. My mind raced and my cock got instantly hard. I knew that earlier that morning a repair guy was coming to look at our new washing machine that wasn't working right. Was it him? Did she fuck a total stranger? Was it someone she worked with? One of our friends? I had no idea, but I was way aroused. I ended up.