”“She ain’t happy with just one.”“Nigga, nigga; nigga cock crave white slut.”This made me mad and I flipped them the bird, but I knew what...they chanted; was true.This time on the bus, I didn’t cry but smirked at what the little shits had chanted.This went on for the next few weeks.I was no longer offended by their chants.In fact I started to giggle now when they chanted.They could sense it wasn’t offending me anymore, so they tried a new tactic.A few of the elder boys, started standing up and. Once we reached the room, my stepdad opened his drawer and took out a condom and some lube. We both walked over to the bed. We sat down and shared a passionate kiss. Our tongues danced in each other’s mouths. We both played with each other’s cocks. We were both hard as iron. I was excited with the thoughts of enjoying anal pleasure. “Get on your hands and knees.” “Okay.” I stood up and went to the edge of the bed on my hands and knees. My stepdad opened a condom and rolled it onto his cock.. I had no idea if Jack and Angela had any idea of what was going on, but I certainly did. Did I care? No, not really. I was not an insecure person and I knew Matt was always going to come home to me, it's just that he had this thing about tits.Summer arrived and the first bloom of my flowerbeds caused another change in my husband. For the first time in the five years since we had lived in the house I did not have to beg Matt to go out and "please cut the grass." Every Saturday and Sunday Matt. Jackie Best was a manager in a local shop.Margaret was in an open area with some other ladies who were also trying on new clothes. She slipped off her dress and stood in her bra and knickers. She was just about to step into the new dress when she saw a young lady next to her bending over. She just couldn't resist it and smiled at Jackie saying, “Just like when they bent over at school,” gave the young woman quite a hard smack on her bottom.The young lady stood up and turned towards Margaret and.