“These will be regular business deals, not special like the other four.”“Agreed.”Jesse and I walked back home and when Kara came back, I hande...d him to her.“How did it go?” I asked.“She is really, really unhappy,” Kara said. “Basically, her husband works late, comes home and drinks, and goes to bed. He pretty much ignores her.”“Wow. What’s up with that?” I asked.“I have no idea. If it’s OK with you, I’m going to call Bethany and ask her advice.”“Of course it’s OK!” I said. “Before I forget, I. I turned off the engine and sat silently as the thick Arizona dust swirled and mingled with the steam escaping from the radiator. After another short tantrum, I leaned on the steering wheel and wept. It wasn’t even noon, and June 21, 1980 already seemed like it was going to be one of the worst days of my life. ---*--- My husband and I had moved to North West Phoenix with our infant son four months ago, after his company had transferred him. At first I was excited to be living close to mom and. My mind was thinking I would like to see it in the flesh but, he is my friend’s son and he is only 13. I then said “Tim, can I see, I can tell you if it is really big” he replied by saying he would but I must not tell his mum. He then pulled his boxers down. How can I describe what I saw? but I will try, in front of me was this boy 13 years old not even 5 foot tall looking younger than he was, hanging down was this enormous cock that had to be 9 inches and large heavy balls, these looked like. His cock rubbed lustfully against her clit. He grabbed her by the ass and ground her pussy against his crotch. He could feel her juices against his prick. Their lips met and they kissed, like two newly weds. Greg had never been so worked up in his life. And Marsha wanted nothing more then to fuck her hunky stepbrother, but not yet. "Let’s get over on the floor." She lustfully whispered. She gently pulled him to his feet then pushed him onto his back. His lust filled prick obscenely pointing.