" Well daddy, even if she wasn't married you wouldn't be able to separate her from those randy sons of hers." I wouldn't want to. I'm not as young as ... once was and I'd need help in keeping her happy." You are that kinky?" Sweetie, you don't know the half of it. Rick's mother was an absolute slut. I can't even remember how many times I had to stand in the closet and watch while she fucked her way through half the men in our town. She wouldn't let me come out and join in because she was afraid. I could feel his dick begin to grow in my mouth and it filled me with pride knowing that I could get him hard so soon after he had fucked my wife.His dick grew to its full seven inches as I enthusiastically sucked on it.My head bobbed slowly over his hard cock as I savored the feel and taste of his meat. The soft ridges and veins softly caressed my lips as his hard rod slid in and out of my mouth."Is it everything you imagined," my wife asked as she continued to watch me give head."Mmmm, yes,". I’m getting the shovel so as to bury the loser.”There were a lot of Germans in our neighborhood and a few Poles. The Germans called the Poles honyackers ... stupid ignorant factory workers without the sense to farm and make a profit. You could teach a honyack how to do one thing but not two ... or so the Germans said.The day hadn’t started out friendly. We were going to visit Aunt Jean and Uncle Al. They had a passel of kids near our age ... but their oldest ... already 13 ... was a GIRL .... Ek sham ki baat hai winter ka season tha aur bahut tej baris ho rahi thi. Who meri workshop pe aaye maine kaha aap yahan abhi tak ghar nihi gayi , wo meri workshop se kush duri par hi ek office mein job karti thi.to boli ki aaj late ho gayi hoon aura b to ghar ke liye bas bhi nahi milegi. Meri to jaise murad hi puri ho gayi. Maine kaha koi baat nahi aaj raat aap mere ghar par ruk jana. Thodi na nukar ke baad wo maan gayi. Maine workshop main hi use dinner karwaya aur lagbhag 10 baje hum ghar ke.