I want Saturday to hurry.” She said.“Me too, I’m ready for some good food, not snacks and sandwiches.” I smiled.“Wear some jeans, and a shir..., and we’ll go up to the square, for a while, after we eat, that is if you want to.”“I’d love to, I read about that, do you play music with them?”“No, but I can kick up my heels, with them.” She did blush now.“Good, I like a girl that can kick.” I grinned and turned to leave.“Murphy...”“Yes?” I turned back to her.“ ... Bye, and thanks.”“Bye, Ellen.” I. Her self image utterly destroyed, Niomi no longer pleaded with husband and son but simply complied, undressing and spreading herself for the next man or woman who would use and abuse her to her husband's delight.Miori, the son's girlfriend, obviously no stranger to the art of satisfying men and women had trained Niomi in the subtle and not so subtle skills of sexually pleasing others and so Niomi's reputation in the village had grown.She dreaded trips to the village where she was shunned by the. You are everything to him now. He can’t even bathe on his own. You help him with that will you?’ And just before I said I will, Sathish interrupted and said ‘ it’s ok chithappa. I can do my own bathing.’ It was obvious that Sathish was shy being bathed by his step mom. What he didn’t know is he would be getting more than a bath from his sexy chithi. Well my hubby got upset when Sathish refused to be bathed by me. He gave him a big tongue lashing and finally Sathish agreed.Well that evening, my. He plowed and he plowed, he strained , he got all of his big cock so deep inside me I thought he was in my stomach. ‘This the first time you had a big black cock up your lily white twat?’ ‘Yes sir.’ His face was ringed with sweat, but he sure wasn’t taking no viagra, with a loud ‘Fucked ya,’ like he was check’in off a box on his bus report, he finally finished the job, squirting what must have been a beer glass of cream into me, but he wasn’t finished yet. He dropped my legs that he’d held.