” Dan laughed. “I haven't the time to listen to your need to blow your sons. I'm going to get even with you for what you forced Brenda to do ye...terday and start your training to be my boy.”I attempted to stand up, when Dan stamped on my hand. “I don't know about this crap about training me to be your boy. What ever it is you can stuff it up your ass. Don't move fucker unless it's to undo my jeans. Bet it's turning you on thinking about blowing your sons, especially your youngest son. "Come andget it stud" she said in a cold tone. She then laughed "what's wrong? Can'tget it up anymore? Oh that's right you're not a stud any more are you nopecker hidden in those little panties is there? Well have to find adifferent way of getting you off!" Oh know I have a better idea just wait" she said as she disappeared intothe bathroom. She returned a few minutes late holding a small box."Well you know how you loved those shaven pussies well ta dar!" She said asshe held up the box for Sam. I'll be right back." I went into the bathroom and pointed at my living room, a sign for them to wait for me there. When I returned, Patricia and Ramona were sitting together on my large sectional. Ramona was twirling her fingers in Patricia's hair, occasionally pulling Patricia close so that she could kiss her. "I'm glad you two are making good use of the time," I said. I went into the kitchen to get some things, returning with a large tray which held two bottles of wine, glasses and some. I could see she getting worked up and my cock was semi hard from seeing and rubbing her cunt and arse, however modesty prevailed and after telling her that she had a great body she offered to do the same for me. I had to lay on my front for a long time to ease the tension. After a couple of glasses of wine she then told me that my mate did not have it in him any more and the marriage was for her all but over.At that point my mate appeared and we settled in to having another bottle of wine.