To the quiche she served a red wine. I could see that my wife’s eyes started to get that “dimmed” look as they always did when she had been drin...ing a lot of alcohol. Rose looked at my wife and suddenly she put her hand on my wife’s arm and stroke up and down telling her how nice it was the she was there. My wife smiled and leaned against Rose and touched her hand softly. It looked as she really didn’t mind the attention Rose gave her. Perhaps Rose was right after all. Rose then told my wife. ..All of these thing,s came back to donna and she relived them as he innocently rubbed her back. She closed her eyes and gave into the pleasure he was giving her. As she did so, she felt herself growing wet. Something he's always been able to do to her.She shifted her body slightly and he moved one leg up on the couch behind her. Both keeping one eye out for the sensor light that would warn of someone coming, they continued in this, for a while enjoying this moment of sensuality.She longed for. "Fingers went to her pussy and breasts and she felt probing and tweaking all the while she still begged them not to do this thing to her. Several fingers were now in her cunt. A mouth covered hers and cut off her pleadings. There was a mouth on each breast. Even as she struggled against the hands that held her down she felt warmth start to fill her body as her body betrayed her and started to react to the stimulation. A voice said, "She's getting wet" and she felt a cock pushing at the entrance. Poorly educated themselves, they had wanted the best for their daughter and saw education as the key to a life they couldn't afford to give her. Like Mo's parents they had come from Lebanon with barely the clothes they stood up in to make a life for themselves in a new country. Shari felt a heavy responsibility.Which is why she now felt racked with guilt. She had only meant to take a little from the till but things had got out of control. Once she realized how easy it was, she couldn't control.