If he wanted to sleep with that girl ocassionly, that would be his perogative. As long as he fathered our children, kept me satisfied in all ways, and...planned for our future together, I didn't care."Madelein move closer to Grace and took her hand in hers. "Do you go to church at all?" Yes, every Sunday. Why?" Do you listen to the sermons?" What are you getting at?" Grace frowned. She knew that Madelein was nervous by how clammy her hand was."If you go to the right church, the man in the pulpit. I was watching porn with a sexy teen by my side.But I wanted to heat things up. So, I looked at my sexy teen cousin and I asked, “How many times have you had sex this year?”Swetha was surprised to hear my question and hesitantly answered, “Maybe 7 or 8.”“7 or 8, wow”, I thought. I was peeking at my cousin’s churidaar to see her cleavage. A few more minutes later, I was watching Swetha’s breasts and nothing else. She understood my urges and said, “You have to find a better time, darling”.I was. "Mom, I gonna cum. Do I..." Pump it all up my ass, Ben. Cum up my ass as hard as you can and want to!" was her response before he could finish.Sara barely finished her instructions to her son when he let out the sounds of a man in severe pain if it were in any other context. Ben's back arched, he thrust and stopped, thrust and stopped, feeling the warm jets of cum spurt from his cock, soaking the the inner walls of his mother's ass. Sara could feel the cum enema her son was giving her and she. Very well. Go to the infirmary and get checked out soldier.Dismissed," he said and proceeded to write something. I saluted andwalked out and headed to the infirmary. Once I got there, there was a lovely woman there. Her name was Andrea.She had brown wavy hair, blue eyes, and was pretty."Office Morris," she said as a greeting to me as I entered the room. Inodded and walked on in. "Why are you in the infirmary officer?" sheasked as I sat on the table."I was injected with something," I.