Then I had those feelings that I used to have when I was younger, Itstarted to rise up in me again, I remembered what it felt like when Idressed up in...my mother's clothes, how happy I was those many years ago.I felt as if I was being taken for granted by ever one especially Lucy. Istarted to get angry with myself and everyone else especially Lucy.I felt if I was doing nothing but being a housekeeper and a wife to Lucy,not a husband.So if she wanted me do all the work a housekeeper and wife. "It looked like Misty was about to return the phone to Maxine, so her friend leaned over the bed for it, an elbow indenting the sheet near a masculine thigh she was glad Misty was getting to know rather than her."Yeah! Yeah! Bye Mum!"She clicked the button on the phone and handed it back to Maxine."It's only my fucking Mum! She's coming down to stay with us. Apparently, there's too much shit for her to stay at home. My Dad's being a right fucking bastard about the settlement. The cunt! I hate. ....... yes, oh yes....... faster........more..........aargh........ooohhhhhh." as she bucked and writhed on my knee, Bob desperately hanging on to his sisters bouncing tit, as she came to a tremendous climax.Her cunt juices flowed down my fingers and vanished between the crack of her bum cheeks.Bob suddenly shot his load, spurting cum across the seat and over Rosie.Splosh, splurge, sploosh shot his white goo; thrown in all directions, as well as running over my hand.Rosie had stopped bucking. Their faces were obscured by surgical masks whichagain had the curious sheen. Covering the front of their gowns were longred rubber aprons reaching nearly to the floor. Their surgical boots werealso red. Their ensemble was completed by red surgical gloves.Chantal spoke to Judith, "Red is a much more practical colour forsurgery." We are now ready to begin," intoned Chantal. "We will give you a localanaesthetic for the first procedure but the second procedure will requiregeneral anaesthesia..