What a putz!” I said as I relied on the cane to get me to the kitchen.She jumped off the stool and started easing me into the family room and on to ...the couch.“You make yourself comfortable while I go get your pajamas.”She headed up the stairs to the bedroom while I settled into the couch. “Where were you when I called this afternoon?” I asked. She didn’t answer until she was coming back down with the PJs.“I was at the mall and must have just missed your call. I got home a little after five.” . 'Carry her across the threshold,' they clamoured and I started to say that was for our new home when Beth just grabbed my hand and pulled me into their midst. Fred followed us, closing the door.'Beth was on her knees before me. Her fingers were at my buttons then she had my cock free. She closed her mouth around me and, hands against my buttocks, forced me close to herself. Her sharp pixie nose pressed hard into my belly.'The brothers were at their own trousers, undoing buttons, extracting. “OOOOHHH Shit, I’m cummmmmmiiing” she cried and she froze.Margret’s pussy hole was trying to chew my tongue off as she let rip with an almighty orgasm. I felt her legs begin to give way and I held her up as she gave herself over to the waves of ecstasy that washed through her pussy. Large amounts of warm pussy juice flooded from deep inside her as Margret stood whimpering with pleasure. I withdrew my mouth from her slit and watched as her wet hole contracted with pleasure. It was a few moments. "Yep, life goes on.We were able to have breakfast and get dressed for church on time. Today's Sunday dinner was turkey, as Mom had said our inventory of tom turkeys was becoming too large. Millie said it was even getting difficult to walk in the yard when all the toms were out. They do become very protective of the hens.When Sylvia prepared to leave for home that evening, she told me, "I want to be a part of your family, Mike, but I don't think I really want to be a second wife. I would love.