Then have lunch at around 2: 30 – 3 PM when Didi used to come home. Usually when I got up from the table, she used to sit for lunch.Everyday she wou...d be accompanied by her classmates who used to stay nearby. On occasions some boy would drop her on his bike. I used to tease her asking if he was her boyfriend. She would ask me to shut up and say that I should mind my own business.As days passed, the drop by the guy became more frequent. In a few days, I heard an argument between mother and Didi. He got up in his truck and I could see him raising his hands and opening folders. I waited for a bit, before walking towards him. When I got to the truck door, dad had his legs spread and I could see the outline of his dick in his shorts. I so badly wanted to reach in and touch him. I remember when I was about 9 yrs. old, when I first saw my dad naked. I had walked in the bathroom as he was reaching for the towel as he got out of the shower. I could recall how long and thick he was. It. Then there was a time when her husband hadn’t touched her in months and the escapade with the farmer came up where she used to keep her horse and over the years became good friends with him and his wife going out for evenings with their respective partners and her husband mentioning quite often when he got drunk that C always went commando! This lead on one winter’s evening where she left work, picked the c***dren from school (she was wearing a tight business suit as in skirt and jacket as well. It started pulling out and Helen said, “wait”.... “come back in 30 minutes”? It slid free and was gone. Over an over they came, each throwing a deposit inside her. Their floor towels were piled and soaked with cum. Helen cunt remained open and slack and her actual cunt hole stood open the size of a golf ball. The cocks stopped coming and she was wiped clean, sitting nude next to Ron. Just as they decided to leave, the black cock came back. Helen touched it with her hand, then stroked it until.