It was a fairly warm day so I went for a stroll in the park. I had a lie down in the long grass and had a doze. I hadn't been there long when I heard ...oices and laughing. I looked up to see a couple of young lads, no more than sixteen or seventeen sitting a few yards away. From their position it was clear that they'd been looking up my skirt as I dozed. I lay back down, feeling rather aroused at the thought, and slowly parted my legs to give them a better view. I had panties on today, the. Can someone pick up some IHOP for me or I'd even take Denny's." I'm sure that's not in the hospital's budget." Oh, well. I tried. I tell you one thing. The better I feel, the more certain feelings come back to life."Stefan folded his arms. "What kind of feelings?" Well, um, urges."He lifted a brow. "Like what?" Like down below." Oh, those. I think I get it." Oh, my!" Ella said as she stopped mid-slurp. "I can't believe I'm talking about that with you."Stefan chuckled. "Well, you've told me. "Damn them," I was thinking. "My son is not going to get laid by some dirty filthy whore if I can help it." I continued to listen as they laid out their plot and plan to get a woman for our sons to enjoy. There would be beer to drink, sex movies to watch, and a woman to make them men. They would tell us that they needed to bond with their sons and were planning a men's only party. Us gals could have a party of the others house and spend the night. My husband volunteered our house as the party. I’d fucked him over and over that night, at least half a dozen times. Since then I’d followed the advice I’d heard the older men of my family give me many times: I’d kept him in a dark room, in a nest of blankets, keeping him warm with my body. They’d told me not to do anything with him sexually, but I found instinctively that I only wanted to comfort him. I’d fed him rare meat- lots of it, his appetite was incredible. On time-honoured instructions, I gave him heavy cream mixed with my cum,.