Uncle and aunt left at the end of the week, but we kept on the apartments for the dear women to come to us, fucking them as much as we could. It seeme... as if their pregnancy stimulated their lubricity, for we could hardly satisfy them. We had at least always to take them on hands and knees, although neither of them ever showed much in front — their babes lying just between — but, by Jove, their hips expanded splendidly. Dear mamma measured a yard across, and her backside projected almost as. She let out a plaintive cry as I sank into her wet folds. Aunt Debbie eagerly met my thrusts by pushing her ass back at me as we built a slow steady rhythm. One of her hands crept between her legs and massaged her button pushing her higher. The more excited she became the louder she became. Her moans morphed into dirty talk.“That’s it Jim, give it to your Aunt good and hard. Fill me up with your big fuckstick. Oh yeah fuck me in my slutty hole baby.”Somehow her words spurred me on and turned me. It was the first day of Phil's vacation from work. Heclimbed out of his twin bed in his stripped PJ's and gottendressed in a blue T-shirt, shorts and sneakers. He went outto his new red Honda and drove to the open all night drugstore to buy the new type of razor he heard about than runwhile you're standing in the shower."Where did you go?" Donna asked when Phil drove back intothe drive way, undid his seat belt and got out of the car.Since Phil had traded in his old car he had missed. His family grieved at not knowing when he would wake up and spent those first two weeks constantly at his side. As those two first weeks passed his cuts and bruises healed nicely, and without the wires he looked like a nice healthy young man.He was soon moved to a new ward, the worse of the dangers over. He was in a room, with one nurse assigned just to him. She made sure all his wires were connected properly and had to check up on him every hour in case he woke up.It was just under a month.