To his wife. Later on the next couple of days I talked to my blood uncle of African American descent Robert Neeley Jr. "So Pudge, how you enjoying you... summer, besides being homeless, hahaha haha ha ha ha." I "Happy ya'll let me stay unc., I ain't have nowhere else to go." Rob "Well ya family,,, ya always welcomed here." I "Thanks Unc." The next morning he went to work, and you an I stayed at home. You "Hey Pudgee, ya gonna let me wash some of your clothes." I "Yeah, but all my clothes are. Angry at being assaulted. Angry at her reaction, especially her body's reaction to the assault. If some part of her liked it, was it really assault? What the hell was it? Damn at forty-five, she was really confused. She had no one to talk to. Not her husband who would only get mad. Not her girlfriends from back home who would never understand her mixed emotions. So in a nutshell, RuthAnn was stuck to sort this mess of emotions out. The weather in Chicago had turned chilly. It must have. Luckily Shayta and Nanita were no longer sore down below or I'm sure poor Catla would have been fucked nearly to death. I'll admit I outdid myself.When I finally woke the next morning it was obvious to me my women had appreciated the attention. They all started in licking my dick as soon as my eyes first opened and they didn't even slow down until they had my morning started with a big come. It seemed only seconds later I could hear thin strips of meat frying and not long later I heard them. I started to take as much of his cock as I could before I felt his hand rest on the top of my head and he started to force my head down and at the same time he lifted his hips so he could force more of his cock inside deep insde my throat and he was about 8 inches inside my mouth when he gave out a loud moan and I flet my mouth and throat being filled with his cum and I tried my hardest to swallow every last drop but there was just too much and a load came squirting out of my mouthand I hered.