She is dressed in a plain cornflower blue uniform. She sees that you are awake and smiles."Good morning, John," she says cheerfully. "How do you feel?... Weird," you say.The sound of your voice freezes her in mid-step. She is looking at you in complete shock. She struggles for a minute to find words. "Did you just say...Did you say that you feel weird, John?" she asks with a weak smile and a furrow in her brow. She is looking at you like you are some kind of strange animal.You feel uncomfortable.. Cooke?" I called out as I stuck my head in."I'm down here," she said. I heard her voice come from the basement. I raced down there. She was standing next to the couch, and I went up to her, gave her a hug and a kiss. She kissed me back, and then pushed me away. "We have work to do," she said."Okay, what's up?" I asked."Marty and I are having some people come down and redecorate the basement, seal it up, do some work on the foundation. I need to get all the couches and other stuff pushed up. This wife, equal if I'm told it's my mom, equal if I'm told by my legal dad to call her mom is nothing else but a WHORE, SLUT, BITCH, CUNT, HOOKER, and that way I was taught to call her. Nt mom, not her name, just one name like those.And while I sucked her tits as a small baby, knowing her tits, and that I knew it was before I got to school, I was told that I always be allowed, no more I was demanded to grab the way I lost her, to grab her puss, to move her pants aside and give her two or three. She stuck a finger into his cereal and then brought a milk-covered digit to her lips. "Mmm..." she moaned as she sucked on it. Looking at his shocked expression for only a moment, she ducked under the dining room table."Mer!" Darryl hissed, and then he felt her unzipping his shorts. Despite the bizarre situation, his cock had started to fill with blood, and once she had taken it into her warm hand, he was lost. Soon his cock was inside her hot mouth again. "Oh, God..."Keira walked into the.