I have been trying to do too much together, and I am reaching nowhere. So, this is in me taking a small break from my running series and posting a si...ple one-part story. I hope you like it.The following is a small chapter in the life of a young Indian wife, Tamanna, leading a satisfying married life. The basic thread is from a plot shared by a reader, who has been in contact with me since my first submission.I fully trust him regarding the originality of the content. We are working on a few. "We need to talk about him, anyway. I don't want to pretend to know it all about parenting, but he's got problems." It's that bad?" I think so." Okay, I'll use the microwave. Got any salt?"A couple of minutes later, she was settled and gnawing on her burger and fries. "So..." You're aware of the usual sexual orientation of mama's boys, right?" I asked."You're kidding, right?" Well..." I gathered my thoughts. "He's not getting much respect, is he? Kate rides him pretty hard, I hear, and he's. She looks across and can now see a hoard of men gathered on the opposite balcony but her tall dark handsome stranger is still her focus. He is now staring deep into her eyes as he strokes his hard twitching cock through his trousers. Knowing her plan is working she plunges two fingers deep into her pussy, arching her back and throwing her head back over the chair. She slides her fingers in and out feeling her pussy beginning to tighten. Her handsome stranger is now leaning forward over the. Jeanne caressed his lower back and he immediately relaxed after realizing how tense he had been. The girl, now fully immersed in her role of morning nurse, lubricated the nozzles and pushed them inside her friend's asses. Normally she would finish first, but since the morning she was on corvèe it was Aisha’s unit that beeped first. Then Pat finished and then Charles, whose big body could take in so much more fluid than the others. Aisha was soon back for the second enema just as Pat waddled.