"Because I made it happen, you idiot!" Marty exclaimed.Then she flung the covers off her cot, completely ignoring the fact that she was stark naked, a...d said, "Gloria, move your fat black ass! We're going to be late." I do not have a fat ass!" the girl protested, but jumped off her cot, moving doctors out of her way as she did. The women ignored the medical protests and, utterly oblivious to the spectators, dressed in the same clothing they had worn earlier.After getting into a taxi waiting at. I would show her around her new home later on; the first night she hadstayed she had seen the downstairs and the bathroom but she would needto know her way around the kitchen too, not to mention learn how to usethe vacuum cleaner, the iron and ironing-board, etc if she was to becomemy good little housewife as well as my sex-toy?Once we were upstairs I presented her with a little posy of flowers tocomplete her blushing bride look; then told her to stand in the hallwayoutside the living-room door. Over and over again, while turning her face in a way that appears she is looking at my window. In my mind, I could hear the slight popping sound as she pulls it from her lips. She then pulls it out slowly while opening her lips and runs it down her extended tongue. Allowing the tip of her tongue to curl and make a slight flicking motion. Stopping at her desired location, she begins to apply slight pressure. She backs it out a little then with a little more effort each time I see her. Almost involuntarily, I licked my lips and fixed my eyes on his stroking hand.“I bet he isn’t thinking of Sara this time,” I thought.My pussy reacted at the sight of my son masturbating and it got wetter the more I watched him pleasuring himself. I lightly rubbed myself over my panties for a few seconds before I forced myself to leave the bathroom. I didn’t want him to catch me looking or wonder where I was, so I did the normal thing and went back to standing outside his room with his lunch.I.