“Do you like them?” Dev asked; a huge grin lighting up his face; “Do you like to see what they are doing?” I really didn’t know what to say... so slightly nodded and opened the second magazine. It was the same; but this time one of the men was black and hung like a donkey. “Do you want them?” He asked; his voice dropping an octave or two and his eyes twinkling. “I don’t know.” I pouted as I put the magazine down, “how much are they?” “Never mind the cost.” He leered; slightly licking his lips,. I was sleeping in bed with Mikey once again, so I had satiated some of my cravings by sucking his long, white cock each night and savoring my first taste of cum since giving birth. The feel of his cock throbbing in my mouth and the warmth and flavor of his sticky spunk had made me so horny. I wanted him so badly and on the second night together I welcomed his hard prick into my asshole. He fucked me so hard that I nearly screamed out loud, not unlike my daughter, every time that they made love.. I was enjoyingthe feeling of having nothing coveringme down there; even if no-one saw, itwas still nice. I sat for a while, just letting peoplemove past me up and down the steps.I was determined not to catchanyone’s eye; I wasn’t trying to pickanyone up. It’s a problem, I admit: justbecause I’m enjoying exposing myself, it’s not like I’m saying “Look atme, I want to fuck you”, although Ican see why some people may assumeit is. After a bit, without moving my head Ipeeped up from my book. A. Karen couldn’t believe her ears. She felt numb as she digested the thoughts of her mother fucking her aunty. Flashes of what she and the prostitute had done to each other that night made it easier for her to see her mother and aunty really doing it to. The more she remembered the hornier she was getting. As she admired her auntie’s body she noticed a spot of blood on her left breast and found her hand drawn to it as she said, “You’re bleeding aunty Sarah. Did mum do that to you?”Sarah looked.