He stayed inside Margaret's fuck hole for a long time. "Sabal, I haven't cum that often since our handyman fucked me last month. I'm a very sexual wo...an, and I really need that. Your wife is a very lucky woman, Sabal." "I'm not married, Margaret. Doesn't your husband make you happy?" "No, he's not much in bed. He cums, then rolls over and goes to sleep. I need men like you, Sabal." It was a quickie, a satisfying quickie for both of them. Sabal went back to work, and Margaret picked up her. I figured she had just arrived, and didnt think of it as anything remotely sinister. Once I walked in my house and closed the door, Karen bellowed, Get your ass upstairs, Jenny. I obeyed and went to my room, which was empty. Slightly confused, I followed the female moans coming from my Mothers room. As I got closer, anxiety crept in. It couldnt be! There was no way Karen had seduced my Mother. Now, in a week of surprises, nothing could have remotely prepared me for what I was about to see. My. I tugged at her panties and pulled them right down to her knees, then over her ankles and finally right off. Sally lay there with her hairy pussy exposed to my excited gaze. Somewhere at the back of my mind was the thought “ I would love to see her totally nude”. So I opened her shirt buttons down all the way and pulled it open. She was now naked except for her bra. I was now completely unmindful of anything except the need to see her fully nude. I tore her bra off and there she finally was –. I didn't like it, but I wouldn't let anyone bathe her this morning. She's completely helpless, Hank. Catatonic. She lives in a world of her own making, far away from our world. She doesn't speak. She can't tell us anything about the rapist. There's no way to even know if she realizes that she's been raped. I feel so sorry for her. Her life is bad enough without some sick son of a bitch creeping into her room at night and raping her. I don't know what the rapist sees in her; she's like a.