Otherwise, it is all up to me. Last Thursday evening, after putting Dad to bed, I head off to shower and then relax until Dad wakes up. He wakes up ev...ry two to three hours to relieve himself. He needs help to get to the bathroom. I don't mind since it beats changing his diaper!Our basement shower is very crude. Just cement blocks on three sides and a curtain in a completely unfinished rest of the basement. Dad was a home builder and, of course, I was free labor. We used the basement shower. We are now in full swing.Bhabhi: ahhhah fuck me as your wife baby fuck me harderMe: Yessssss …. ahhhahh sssssRoom was field with sound like thap…thap…thap. We both were moaning loudly. I was about to cum after 20min of fucking. She cummed 3 times till then.Me: Bhabhi, I am about to cum. Where I should cum?Bhabhi: Shona, cum deep inside me. I want to be mother of your child….. I am also cumingg gggggg …… ohhhhhh hhhh fuck harderr rrrrrMe: Yessss bhabhi….. Hear I cum….. ahhhahhh ahhha hhhWe. He was holding her by the hair, pulling her head tightly back, her hands were raised, as if she were a begging dog.I looked at her legs, which were spread as wide as they could go, held open by his. As he thrust I could hear Simon muttering things to her, I couldn't make out the words, but it actually sounded like he was chanting. It certainly did the trick anyway as her body was shuddering now with almost continuous orgasms.By now the air wreaked of sex, both of their bodies were gleaming. He had to take regular breaks for masturbation or a go around with the Big Black, but all those experiences he has enjoyed over the past week weren’t there. He thought that maybe he did something wrong, that maybe is loyalty had faltered somehow. But at least with the altar finished and the artifact secured to the wall as instructed, things would go back to how they were. And they should because the changes in him haven’t stopped. His horns have grown longer, his breasts are a sight to see—even.