I pushed my fingers deep into her, front and rear, as she came. I could feel my fingers against each other inside her. Her knees buckled and I held he... up by the fingers buried in her pussy and her ass. She pinched her nipples and shuddered, and I could feel the spasmodic contractions of her orgasm.She leaned against me, her body trembling.“How many times have you cum today?” I asked her. My fingers were still inside her.She giggled. “I don’t know, I lost count,” she said. “I just keep cumming. I had no bad intentions on her as I had no knowledge of sex or being intimate at the time, she used to take care of me from bathing me to feeding me. I had respected her a lot. One night, I felt very weak and thirsty and went to take water and fell in the dark, my SIL ran to me and scolded me for not calling her, from that day onwards she used to sleep beside me so that she will be there for me if I needed anything. This way she used to sleep close to me by hugging me and we became very close. My second day of my week off work, I did the exact same as the day before, but with one little twist, I dressed up as sexily as I could without looking a total slut. I then hit the clubs, Rosco’s as I mentioned before was the best club back in the day, but by god how it had changed. It was so dull in here, the booze was way overpriced, the music was terrible and there wasn’t a single attractive bloke in the joint. It was pretty much just as lame as the pub, I quickly downed my drink and left to. But my eyes were drawn to him, and I looked.He WAS beautiful. His eyes were closed tightly. He had ten perfect little fingers. I unwrapped the blanket to see ten matching perfect toes. He was the most wonderful thing I had ever seen in my life.And he was white.Somehow, my hands moved of their own accord even as my brain refused to accept the sight before my eyes. I carefully rolled my baby boy onto his tummy and looked at the small of his back. The tiny irregular red mark was there.All I could.