" I caught the smile tugging at her lips as I said this. "I don't know what we would have done if you hadn't taken us in. And I don't know how we coul... have survived without your care. I feel like we've been nothing but a burden, but you welcomed us in as if we were family." We are family, Johnny."I found myself getting misty eyed right then. I wasn't a crier. I hadn't cried once since I found out Katie was sick, and hadn't cried for years before that. But now the emotions were boiling over. I called her before bed that Sunday night and we talked for a few minutes and decided to meet again mid-week. Returning to work on Monday was futile, I had no focus and didn't get much done. I needed to feel her again but I didn't want to seem desperate. but I was. Tuesday and Wednesday came and went with no contact, I figured Thursday she would reach outbut still nothing. Honestly I was starting to get worried. Finally mid-afternoon on Friday she called and left a message on tmy voicemail. ". George told mom that he's been waiting for the day that he was able to fuck her tight hole. Today was the day. He slid in and out as she came and came again. His big cock was almost too much for mom. She begged for him to fuck her harder. He undid her hands from the hook, but kept them tied together. She put her arms arounsd his neck, while he walked her to the king size bed. Mom kept her legs wrapped tightly around him as he layed her on the sheets. He fucked her pussy slowly, taking. He opened the packet,pulled a stocking onto his arm so he could scrunch it up, and pushed hisfoot into it. The incredible feeling of new stockings was an extra hit on topof his already ecstatic state; smoothing it up his leg, he carefully clipped itinto place, standing briefly to check the straightness of the suspenderstraps. He then did he other leg, stood up and walked over to the pinkshoes.They were on the floor in front of the sofa, and he stood with his back tocousin, and stepped into.