Papa ki death ke ek saal bad jb main garmiyon me ghar gya to maa kch badli badli si lagi. Sari blouse se kurti aur laggings pe aa gyi thi…baal bhi a... khele rakhne lagi thi. Jb main ghar pahucha to maa ko dekh ke awaak reh gya. Mera muh khula ka khula reh gya tha.maa mujhe dekh ke bhut khush hui aur mjhe turant gale laga liya. Mujhe us time kch azeeb sa laga. Kafi acha lag rha tha. Mujhe dekh ke maa ne haste hue mjhse pucha ki aise kya dekh rhe ho. Maine kaha ki kuch ni. Aap kafi change ho gyi. "Was Max there at Joey's?" No of course not. He had to take Mary home. She was cuddled up in front of the fireplace waiting for him when we left."I had better look at my friend Max real close. That son-of-a-bitch was playing us all. My friend--shit! Who was going to support Mary's baby? It was the four rapists and Max had suggested it.On Thursday, Mary was served with divorce papers. I expected a battle when I got off from work. Mary was cooking dinner when I got home and just looked at me. It was puffy and had short grey hair and spots around it, which was obviously growing back from being shaved.‘Well’ l said ‘remember yesterday when l said you were ugly and nobody wanted to fuck you?’’Yes, you said you didn’t mean it’’ Well, l did- look at yourself, an old, fat,ugly woman, exposed in the open, l bet you could be here all day and not one man would look at you twice’She started crying again.’You let me suck your cock ten minutes ago’’Yeah l did, but that was purely for my. Our tongues swirling deep around each other.My hand is gently squeezing your breast…feeling your erct nipple sliding between my fingers, as your body is still so slippery from the massage.Your hand is going over my back..and ass,,and I feel my cock throbbing as you do…we kiss even more passionate…Than I lift myself up in front of you..and sit on my knees..one leg on every site of your body, and I feel your breast and nipples against my cheecks.I look at you and smile…now I make you enjoy.