Randy was relieved to have some schoolwork to distract and occupy him. He could turn pages okay, though he couldnt really write. So he mostly read and...reread assignments, committing them to memory until he could commit them to pen and paper. Donna selflessly ran the household as always, but with the added duties of tending to Randys needs. He continued to amaze her by finding new and clever ways to solving problems. Nevertheless, certain tasks would remain out of reach, and Donna did them. ”“Uncle Dave and I stripped down to our underwear while we watched the two of them making out. Mom removed Aunt Jane’s panties, pushed her onto her back, and started licking her pussy. Your aunt worked Mom’s panties off then flipped around so they could do each other,” Dad said.Beth giggled and asked, “What were you and Uncle Dave doing?”Laughing, Mom said, “They were playing with their cocks. Aunt Jane and I got up and moved to the couch. I sat on your dad while your aunt started fucking. "Seeing the bulge in your pants excites me in return. You're getting fidgety and I know you want to reach for me. "Hands to yourself, tough guy," I warn with a stern glance. "For now."I circle around you slowly, teasing you with the provocative movements of my body. I move my hands down to the next button of my blouse and slowly undo it, revealing the black lace bra underneath. It's a push up bra and I watch your eyes trace my curves as finish opening my blouse. The front falls open exposing. What is wrong with me? Why was I putting myself through this? I felt so nasty and ashamed. Why wasn’t I looking for a relationship? Someone serious I may marry one day and raise a family. I used to dream of that, but now all I could really think about was when I could meet and fuck my thug again. Just thinking about his dick going inside me, fucking me, the look on his face how he couldn’t believe he was fucking such a hot white girl like me. I wished so much I could talk to someone about this,.