“For reasons we won’t go into, she and I both feel you were involved in the way things turned out ... BUT, I want you to know, whatever you had to...do with it, I owe you a world of gratitude for what you’ve given the five of us. If I can ever help you in anyway, please let me do so,” he said and grabbed my hand.We shook, then he hugged me.I was so happy for them, planning to be a family, with he and Linda finding love.I couldn’t help from thinking of Mom, and wishing she could find this much. At least the ordeal wouldonly last a few months. Not that I had any idea how I would cope till then,or indeed what I had to cope with, but there was hope. "because", she went on, "afterthat time, I expect that you will have either died from my inexperience,or be so ill from the abuse that I'll just grow tired of you and go awayfor a little while, and let you die in your cage" Of all the things that have followedthat day, nothing made me feel so helpless and devoid of hope. My heart justsank,. I pumped a few times, making my cock harder, then I picked one foot up and sucked the toes. She laughed and her legs spread even farther apart. I could see that she was wearing no underwear. In one swift move I pushed her dress up, placed her legs on my shoulders, and began squeezing her thighs with my hands as I trailed my lips and tongue up the trembling flesh towards her treasure. I could see the wetness now. Her pussy lips were swollen, with a small tuft of hair just above her clit. She was. His one hand was going to slip into my sleepwear. He reached to my breast and touched my right boob. Oh! No! What a feeling! Current went through my body. It was the first time when someone other than my husband touched my boob.He was nicely rubbing my boob with his hand. He held me from the back by another hand and kept sucking my lips. Pravin was a very busy man in the matter of doing sex. He knew that we both were very experienced in the case of sex. That was not the first time for both of.