"Anyway he has always been good to Susan and me so why has he suddenly become the black sheep of the family?" but my query went unanswered as Mum bust...led back to the kitchen.Arthur was about 10 years younger than my Mother, in fact there was only an age gap of 8 years between him and me, and only 6 years difference between him and my sister Susan, so we failed to understand our parents' attitude to someone who we had seen regularly until six months ago when evidently there had been a family row. His dick had to be close to 11–12” and my wife was loving every inch of it.Then I noticed that my 5.5” penis was rock hard. I was actually turned on watching my wife pleasure my black friend and he was enjoying feeling up my wife. I must have laid there for over an hour. Patsy pulled off her bottoms and Melvin sat there and she mounted his dick sitting in his lap. I could hear the low moans as she slid down on his long thick pole. He fucked her and they both were in bliss as Melvin made love to. "Shit!" she said. "This ... this is worse than any nightmare I have had", she snapped. "There isn't even a bus to take us into what there is of a town". Her husband, resigned to his fate, picked up the suitcases and made for the ticket box. With his wife swatting away the flies, he asked the attendant. "Is there a bus into town?" The man spat tobacco juice onto the floor. "No bus", he said. "There's no taxi either". Most of the town is at the races. We have only two races a year, and this day. Her children was becoming her life. She fed them, washed their clothes, bathed them. Helped with their home work, did everything a good mother should do. A big problem doing all this was bathing her son. She noticed he was growing a large cock. By the time he was 12, his cock was much larger than his father’s. She found herself bathing him more and more often and seemed to enjoy washing his cock. When she discovered that it would get larger and harder as she washed it, she knew her son was.