Later that night while sleeping me and mom were talking to each other. It seemed she had been really lonely after father and yearned for a man’s lov.... That was understandable as every person has some needs. I could not get the image of her thighs out of my head that night.The next morning I woke up to see mom already finished with her bathing etc. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth when she asked me. “Beta today is for sightseeing, where to go today?”“Mom today we will go to Ooty lake,” I. Sarah thensaid, "What a wuss" and went inside. Dad was cooking dinner and Momwas sitting at the table with a beer. I put my books down and beganhelping Dad with dinner. Mom burped and laughed as Dad scurriedaround the kitchen. I set the table and we had a nice dinner togetheralthough Sarah and Mom kept farting and burping throughout the meal,laughing to see who could be the loudest. Dad ate with his headlowered as we finished the meal.Mom and Sarah watched TV again as Dad and I cleaned up. This. As the president of his chapter he had the joy of guiding men with broken penises into a life of celibate cuckolds but also saw many who just couldn’t cope and fell back into their self-destructive behavior. Walter was one of those lost sheep. He had attended one meeting a few Sundays back where he told the group how his innability to sexually satisfy his wife lead to his being cucked. It could be difficult to get it through the skull of a fifty year old black man that the shape of his penis is. Then Christina read between the lines as John was eating me out.“Callie, you could have told me you two were busy or something. I mean, at least say something that was obvious code for that,” Christina said.“Well OK mom, I'll remember that next time. I'll talk to you tomorrow when we're not busy,” I replied.“OK sweetheart, I love you,” Christina said.“I love you too,” I replied.Then we both hung up the phone.“Both Jeanettes OK?” John asked.“Yes, my mom just wanted to ask if they could keep.