I know where I’m going.”She shoved the pack into her handbag, which she slung over her shoulder, and marched out the door. Soon she was in her car...traversing the road next to the railroad tracks. It wasn’t a long drive and she turned at the cutoff road marked by the red mailbox. A log cabin came into view. Junior’s pickup was parked in its usual place.“Good! He hasn’t gone to town yet.”She’d learned that if it was necessary to surprise Junior it was always a better idea to do so before he’d had. And Dropped in a heap.on The floor.The man’s cock slipped out between her leg..she Hurriedly removed theCloth from her head….but The man had gone…she quicky draped her sariAround her…and ran down…no one.no No she had to find out.…went To theRoom of the bombay twin..fast Asleep…she tip toed.inside.slowlyRemoved the bedsheet from the the first twin .ashwin…no Bulge there.From The outside..then Bhavin.nope.and Then she think..god What am iDoing?? These are my devars…young 16 year. I could hear her sighing. They were both watching George masturbate. I could see Papa's hips against mama's wide ass. He seemed to snuggle something between her cheeks. She moved her hips at him.I could see his hips moving and could tell he was still squeezing and massaging and pinching her breasts and nipples. George continued to wank his hard cock, occasionally stopping so as not to shoot his load.Mama sighed and said "oh papa, I so miss this. I miss my boy." I know you do mama, I know" as. We don’t want to catch it from Mum if we’re late for supper.”“That’s twice you’ve called me that.”“What?”“‘My Grace’.”“Sorry but as far as I’m concerned you are.”She closed the gap and her arms went round him, “And you’re my Terry. Well, for the time being.”“Only for the time being?”“Until I’m no longer your Grace.”That was it. They clung to each other but neither said another word.They parted, went to their own cars and drove to Terry’s home where Grace got her usual warm welcome.Terry was his.