“Spend four months, twice a week, sitting in a classroom, or close yourself in a room for several days, being unbearable to those who love you, whil... you bypass the classroom.”“Unbearable?”“I only cook on rare occasion, when I need to escape the books. Brindy and Dave have picked me up and carried me away...”Now that’s a picture I have in my head... “They support you, then...”“They love me. As your Bill and Deena love you.”“I cannot see Deena helping Bill carry me away...”Giggle. “Maybe to a. My cock was twitching and I was wishing that we were not having visitors.The doorbell rang and I answered the door. Fred and Stella were there but there was a third person. “This is Bill” Fred said “I hope you don’t mind him coming”. “Of course not” I said “trying to sound enthusiastic “the more the merrier. Stella gave my cock a squeeze and smiled “Good to see you Nancy honey” she said. We all went into the lounge and I saw Bill giving my wife a lecherous look. I had a feeling he wasn’t into. In our family, it's a tradition, dear. Sooner or later, the bridegroom must mount the mother of the bride and use her ass. Henri is fine with it, as he got to do the same with my mother, too. Bet that you didn't know that Natalie's grandmother was an anal slut for her father, did you? Of course, while he was plowing her, my father got to pound my ass, too."Another tradition will come true on the wedding night, just you wait. You get to try to knock me up. Henri knocked my mother up, in fact, so. Will you be alright until lunchtime?’‘Petra, I am not an invalid, close maybe but no more. I will be fine on my own. I really don’t need anyone mothering me.’ I looked and saw a touch of sadness so quickly added. ‘That doesn’t mean that I don’t appreciate your help, nor does it mean that I’m stupid enough to turn down any help just because I don’t need it. So feel free to come as often as you want, although I’m not too sure I could survive if you stayed overnight.’Her eyes lit up again melting.