I’m the one who had the fun and you paid the price,” I chuckled.“I said such nasty things.”“But look at the result,” I chuckled, handing o...ur son over.“Oh Dave, he’s so lovely,” Kirim sighed.“With you as his Mum, that’s a given,” I smiled.“Aw...”“So, name?”“Dayyev, as we agreed.”“Hello, Dayyev,” I greeted our son with a kiss and then a kiss for Kirim.“Ready for visitors?” Cass asked.“Yes,” Kirim replied.The next Imperial year was busy from a working point of view, though the real joy for both of. I lay in bed reading a Tin Tin "book" shaking in anticipation of Mrs B's return with tea. I was laying on my side facing the lay reading when she returned with a breakfast tray still wearing her little pink towelling suit unzipped even further. In the 4 or 5 steps it took her to walk from the door of the room to the edge of my bed I had gone from cock-sure teenage stud to nervous wreck. My pulse was racing, my mouth was bone-dry yet my cock was screaming "please touch me".Mrs B told me to turn. But you're an unrelenting motherfucker in bed. My pussy, my mouth, and my sorry torn-up asshole are allergic to your monster cock." Right after she said this, Lucy pouted. George remembered how cute her ruby red lips looked turned down and out, a bit like a child after having a lollipop taken away from her before she'd finished sucking on it. Three years gone, and he stilled missed those pouty red lips."Georgie dear," she said, laughing. "I can't take it any more. I'm joining that club, that. Ranjini groaned as it pushed her tight pussy lips apart, grabbing her hips I pushed fully in and started to fuck her slowly, reaching forward I grabbed her tits that hung down like mangoes and played with her hard nipples.“How is it, Bitch……Did your nerdy boyfriend fuck you like this in Chennai”“Don’t talk about that bastard now, Uncle..Just fuck me………Fuck your dirty horny bitch and use her like a slave as you want, Uncle……Fuck me……….. …..aaaaaaahhhhhhh………I am all yours today, Uncle……screw your.