Now, I was really disappointed, pissed off by this development as all my plans went haywire. I smiled, pretended to be very happy seeing her. We used ...to call her mummy.My wife said, “I have told mummy on what all you wanted to eat, she will prepare everything that you like.” Who wanted food to eat? My hunger was not for food. Actually, I wanted to feast on a lovely hot body and satisfy my sexual hunger. But with mummy at home, it was impossible.Mummy helped my wife prepare snacks that would. I tried squeezing more out, but therewasn't any. I closed my eyes and smiled. I looked forward to the day Iwould get to have a boy's cum, and I hoped I would like it as much as Idid my own."I guess you really are a slut now," a voice said. My eyes flew openand I turned to see Rita, propped up in her bed on an elbow, looking atme and smiling. Her eyes glanced at the dildo in my hand, then back tome. "My sister, the slut."I licked my finger again and returned her smile. "I'm trying."*** ***. A bra held her ample breasts (34 C, my guess) and the nipples were hard as rock, which I found out when she opened the bra from the front (something else I had never seen).Anne pulled out her cell phone, dialed a number, and said "Honey, I have something I want you to hear!" I could tell by the way she said it that this wasn't the first time she had been in this situation and since she knew a good place to park I also assumed this wasn't the first time to this park. My first MILF told me I. "Jim I gave my word!" Then she sat and looked at me expectantly as if she had just explained everything.I sat stunned for a moment, unable to believe what I had just heard "Lyn, either you think I am the dumbest bastard in the world or you are the most naïve thirty eight year old woman on the planet!" No Jim, I know for a fact that you are far from dumb and I might have been a little slow on the uptake catching on to Wills agenda but I think you are making a mountain out of a molehill! I.