Not at all grief-stricken. It's a rum business."What is? Oh Sarah."He said he'd seen the girl this afternoon. Not much more. Only that, what was it,..... 'you wouldn't have a teenage step-step mother, because she was twenty already'. Does that mean what I think?"I pondered. "Yes... I think so. He and she must have sorted something out. Oh! David, I hope Mum wasn't blundering. You know what she was doing? Trying to make sure that there was someone for Robert. Grooming a replacement wife. She was. He came to me and we started to dance. I playfully pulled at his towel and it fell to the floor. He in turned pulled mine open and it joined his on the floor. He grabbed the towel holding my hair. I thought oh god it’s probably a mess.I stopped and said can I at least brush my hair out?, he said “ No I like it. It gives you a raw wanton look. I laughed and said, I’ve never thought of that way. He held my hand and led me to his bedroom. I was in awe of the huge bed with a sheer canopy. I thought. You catch my elbow and pull me up, turn me over. Slap my tits twice before I could react. I bite my lip, but make no sound. You place your hand at the center of my chest and push me down to the bed. I fall back. You walk around, open your luggage, shuffle through and take your cuffs out and something else as well. It's packed neat. I can see that. I'd have done a messy job. You don't know that, I wonder who packed yours. I wait for you on the bed. Very conscious of being alone. Suddenly feeling. She removed the one cock from her mouth long enough to shout, “YES, YESSSS!” As he withdrew, I could see strands of cum from his black cock to her delicious little pussy. I had never seen her pussy look so red and puffy before and the expression on her face was one of pure contentment. Just then the black barman came in. “Hey man! Look at the state of that cunt. You can’t expect me to fuck that when it’s full of cum.” As he said this he looked at me. I had no idea what he wanted until he added,.