You can do the dishes this morning. I think we need figure out how to divide up the work in our family.”“Quite right,” I agreed. I relaxed on th... deck while Heather prepared our meal. The boys joined me on the deck while we waited. Heather called us for our meal about fifteen minutes later. The food was tasty, as I knew it would be. I had eaten Heather’s cooking many times, going the whole way back to Venturers when we were fourteen. I did the dishes while Heather made sure the boys got ready. Isomehow knew that I wasn't a regular girl; that I didn't have a realvagina like real girls, but I also knew that I did have a hole downthere. A hole very capable of penetration; that hole, I liked to thinkof it as my pussy. I slid the tampon out of my pussy and gently lubed itup, preparing it for invasion.I rubbed one finger around my hole until it found what it was lookingfor. With a little push my finger popped into my pussy. The feeling waswonderful but really no better than the tampon. The door was barely open enough to see anything. Across from me was a mirror so I could see the bed. A booming knock on the door and Ana let in two black thugs who talked more ghetto slang than English. They showed little attention to her dressing detail or sensuality. Within minutes my sweet wife was on her knees sucking both huge black cocks. They talked degrading my wife. The biggest one told her "Enough mouth, bitch, go to the bed now”.Ana quickly stood up and took off her skirt; then she. Now she had this big prick forced inside her mouth. He pulled at her head and told her to take more. In a moment, his prick-knob was pushing at her throat. She felt like gagging. She was afraid she would choke, but she was also afraid he'd be angry if she gagged, so she held her breath and took it.Then at last he pulled back and she could breathe again. He started fucking her mouth slowly while he talked to her. He told her she had nice lips. He fucked his cock slowly in and out of her open.