”“W’don’t yer ‘ave ‘im workin’ for yer now, then, eh?”“Good question,” I said, “I’ll talk to him tonight. But I got to get thi...s load to the store.”She kissed me. Passionately, deeply, like we used to, long ago.“Behave, Cheryl,” I laughed.“I’m tired of bleedin’ behaving,” she laughed, and I left the room chuckling.Sometimes doing this work was hard on me. My muscles ached from all the lifting and loading. Fortunately, while I was talking to Cheryl, most of the loading had been done for me. He pulled out and called murugan to take the place. Cum was dripping from my pussy and I used my hands to rub cum all over my pussy and ass.I even tried to enter the cum into my asshole. When murugan was about to enter my pussy, I asked him to fuck my ass. I took his cock and rubbed it all over my cum covered pussy and now his cock was covered in cum. I guided him to my asshole and he started to push in slowly. While murugan was fucking my ass Krishna came in front and showed his asshole and. I got to talk with my wives, Marlit, Barbara, Pauloa, and Ambat. They said they all missed me and that it was hard sleeping in a double bed with just one other person. They didn’t have any bigger beds there for all four of them to sleep in. Barbara also had a surprise for me. “Bob, do you remember Cynthia? Well she is pregnant too, about 3 months along. She is not sure about the father or fathers, but they are all catering to her. I think it will be a multiple marriage like ours but opposite.. He is from a tribal village of Gujarat. Now he owes two workshops in Mumbai. Also have three taxi cars. His wife is looked almost double of his age but still a beautiful and pleasant woman. We both ware sharing liquor in every week end. One day I asked about the age deference between him and his wife. Then he became courageous to narrating his entire life to me with shy and proud. I am sharing the same to my friends who interested in incest story between son and mother. I am using his own words.