"Fast forward 6 months and life has changed quite a bit for us. Cara is living with us and remains a shadow of her former self, barely functional. She...can use the bathroom on her own and can feed herself, but other than that she's pretty much out of it. Jilly even needs to bathe her like a c***d each day. But what do you do? She's family, or at least she's Jilly's family, and you don't turn your back on your own however inconvenient it might be. Blood really is thicker than water. That's what. Joey had stood by, trying to be happy and supportive though he feared that this new twist of fate would push their little paradise to the verge of collapse. The memories progressed to Joey holding her slender kimono clad body a few days later as they had breakfast in bed, discussing her plans to attend the prestigious college. And most difficult of all after many more days of arguing about logistics of her continuing education, the recollection of she in that very kimono one last time, slumped. His ass was perfect, two round white globes framed by a fantastic tan back and muscular brown legs.He did not make much noise, just the occasional deep manly grunt, but she was moaning constantly with nothing but pure erotic pleasure.I could tell they were both getting close to cumming. He was pumping his cock in her faster and faster, and her legs were going higher and higher, welcoming his cock deeper into her. The deeper he went he more I could see his of hairy hole – and his balls were. “Tell me more,” he said, not turning around.There was silence from across the room, then Jennifer spoke again. “Well, like I said, I’m a lonely housewife. My husband is away and I’m trying to decorate, but I’m not making a very good job so I call you to come do me - uh, I mean, do it for me…decorate.”“Okay, so how does it start?”“Well, I call your company and they send you. You show up at the door and I’m all frustrated with trying to paint, which is obvious to you because you see me like.