I just want to be a mother, have a husband. Is that too much to ask?" Hell yes, if you take my wife from me! Barbara, this is wrong; you know it is.At...least you have a chance at happiness now, even if it is a little late."She bit her lip at that and for the moment couldn't meet my eyes, but sherecovered quickly enough. "I'm sorry, Debbie, but I'm going with you. It's noteven your choice. Indira, choose! Decide the fate of this world. You may go withyour wife; I won't stop you, but by the time. Whispering in her ear, she grinned and followed as he left his seat and headed to the parking lot. Outside it was now dark but the street lights provided adequate lighting for the task in hand. They made there way over to his car and he wrapped his arms round her tiny waist and lifted her onto the hood of the car. It had been a warm day and the heat of it was still warm on the hood and as he let her down on the hood she let a sigh of delight out. Her dress had intentionally been left lifted. He walked mechanically, lifting one foot after the other, putting it down again, lifting it. The short stretch of space seemed to expand for miles and miles. The few minutes it took seemed like light years. Halfway across he paused, taking a deep breath to regain his composure. Then he walked on once more, slowly, steadily. Kathy would be waiting for him, just inside the door. As he entered, she would be allowed to leave. She would fall on her knees, kiss his feet, begging him to let her stay.. .Mark! I’m up here” Mom yelled“Sorry, I was miles away” “Well give me a hand with this” She squeezed her tits as she walked off. I followed her, my eyes glued to her ass“Right would you load the washing machine for me?” she asked“Sure” I said and crouched down in front of her, her huge tits swaying above me.She started handing me her dirty laundry, Bras, panties, thongs, she didn’t care she just kept passing them to me. I noticed her tit's were a 38DD!When I’d finished, I walked over behind.