He guided his cock to her narrowed entrance with a hand while an elbow balanced his weight on the bed just right below Trisha's armpit. Her position made her entrance even narrower as she was lying on her back with her legs flat straight on the bed, restrained to move as he was atop her whole lower body."Ohhhhhh... mmmm..." Trisha moaned as she felt the upper surface of Denny's cock rub on her clit every time he would move to thrust and unsheathe his shaft in and out of her wet folds. She couldn't help responding in quick, sharp, sudden movements whenever his cock would rock to and fro on the most sensitive part of her whole anatomy right at the moment. "Tu es si serré," [You're so tight] Denny groaned, struggling to push his girth all the way into her love cave. It even felt more strait as Trisha would stiffen and tighten subliminally whenever she felt the rapturous ecstasy of Denny's every sway of hips, pounding on her as soon as he made his cock, balls deep, inside her pussy. The

The couples enjoyed their time. They had a very nice meal. The dinner they shared was not luxury food. But they were all prepared by Trisha. Denny wanted to hire catering services. But Trisha declined. She spoke with Trixie, and the latter said she would love to try Trisha's cooking skills that she would love to have homemade food if that won't stress Trisha so much. And Trixie made herself clear to ask for only a few dishes. "I will leave your place as soon as I see a lot of food on your table," she threatened Trisha. Trixie did not want Trisha to cook a lot. She did not want to tire the girl. A simple meal would absolutely do. She was also thinking about bringing some of their own. She will bring some for the two gents to enjoy. Appetizers to whatever drinks that they would like to have. Trixie asked Don Carlo in advance, so she would know what kind of food to prepare.The night before Friday, Denny went to the Supermarket again with Trisha. They bought everything Trisha would need

Denny and Trisha sent the Don and the lady to their car. The couple already had drinks, but they weren't really drunk. Two cars were waiting for the older couple outside Denny's house; one was their ride while the other was their bodyguards. But before they got into the vehicle, Don Carlo remembered about something he wanted to collect. "I would like to hug my daughter," he lightly frowned at Denny. He seemed to be asking and demanding at the same time for permission to do as he stated. "Young man, you hugged my wife last time, remember?" Don Carlo reminded Denny, in a questioning manner. The man in question, Denny, snorted. He wanted to deny Don Carlos' words playfully. But he heard Trisha comment."I also remember," she said, chuckling softly. Denny could no longer proceed with his thoughts to deny as Don Carlo's claim became even more firm with Trisha claiming as a witness. He laughed lowly in defeat. "Mother, rescue me!" Denny played like a dramatic actor as he made himself loo

Trisha hoped in her heart for things to happen in her favor, but she also prepared her heart for any breaking that may await her. She managed to make her face show a polite smile despite how nervous she was feeling inside. They arrived at the Vero's residential compound. There are four separate buildings with similar designs and sizes, standing on the sides, two to the left and two to the right. There was a wide garden with colorful flowers and various plants in front of a wooden gazebo next to the buildings to the right, while on the opposite side was a convertible indoor-outdoor eighteen by forty feet size swimming pool - it has a sliding glass cover which covers the pool when they want it used as an indoor pool, while they could slide the glass cover open to convert it into an outdoor pool. It was also because there were a lot of trees around that Chloe Vero chose to have the covers installed. From the gates, Trisha could tell this man beside her in the car was someone among the

“We did not know anything about this,” the elder Vero replied with a troubled expression. Franco was worried about Denny and Denisse colliding with each other again.“I was annoyed at how he looked down on Aleah during that time, so I told her Aleah is my wife,” Denny smiled as he told his dad about what happened. Franco Vero was astonished to see a different side of his youngest son, despite how he assumed the topic to be sensitive. Considering it had anything to do with Denisse, the father was quite admitted he expected Denny to express annoyance. But that assumption seemed to have been flushed, totally vanished. He could not believe what he was hearing, and so he could not keep asking to clarify things. He will have to tell his wife about it later when Denny leaves to go to his villa by the mountainside. “You mean Denisse went to your place recently?” Asked the father. “Yeah,” Denny laughed breathily. “She seemed to know I have someone living with me in my house because she was