" She helped me to my feet. "Why don't you help with the dish washing in the back, away from them all."I never saw Fred or his group again and, despit... the man-hungry fever that was burning inside me, from then on I forced myself to quell my desires, or at least keep them hidden. I forced my mind to ignore everything except the work, but still I cried each night in frustration. Eventually the girls at the brothel got used to me, and treated me well, but I was jealous of them, their pretty. Probably not a good idea, thinking back, supposing he had broken his neck or something? Fiona was very organised and packed a small bag of his medicines, told Granny to pack some stuff for herself, and packed an overnight for herself too.The ambulance arrived, they took over “Yes, only one person with him please, no space see?” Granny was all of a tizzy.“Yes, you go, Granny. We’ll finish clearing up. We’ll ring to find out” said Fiona.“I’ll head on up the coast” I said, realising she might be. He was magnificent. His sheer physical impact overwhelmed me, leaving me standing mute as his eyes devoured me, mentally ripping off my clothes and fucking me. My need for him to fuck me was wild and compelling-a need that made my pussy gush and my legs literally part until I stood with my legs spread, my panties damp, and my eagerness obvious. I wanted it right there, on the entry hall floor with the door wide open, with Dad and Mom and anyone else around watching.I wanted him to say, "Take. I cried out Lalitha my love, mom, I love you. She purred in my ears “Rathan, my husband and pushed her mouth against mine. I kissed like no son will kiss his mom. I pushed her lips open with mine and put my tongue into her and at the same started fucking her. As I fucked her she started bucking. I pushed veryhard and she ” You have reached my womb plant your seed in me. I want to be impregnated. I want to fulfill my duties as your wife. I lovingly kissed her while my hands were playing with her.