The weather was warm and humid and the day had been slow, just like most of the previous months. Ming was a local policeman in his home village, he ha...d grown up there. He was familiar with the people and he was well liked. Their province was built around the rice fields, the wet seasons had not begun so most of the men of the village had left for the large cities in the far east. This meant there wasn’t much policing needed, no drunken fighting to break up in the evening, no spousal arguments. Even fucking her in her brown asshole, which she hates otherwise. But I only have a 5 inch penis and am a cuckold. I am always fantasizing about watching her passed out ass getting rammed by a huge cock. I have brougt it up in dirty talk while shes drunk and she enthusiastically plays along. Even telling me about her ex boyfriends who have had big dicks. She says "I need so-and so's big cock to fill my pussy up cause your little dick doesnt even compare. But when she sobers up she acts like she. They could have been twin sisters in personality if not in looks.I approached the piano cautiously and dropped a five dollar bill into the glass more out of pity for her servitude, than appreciation for the memory evoked by the tune she was playing.When she looked up at me with that thousand mile stare without really seeing me at all, I studied her face and determined she had a hint of that similar look that had sent me on this fool’s errand. I had been caught up in a state of unhealthy. When no one did after a few more minutes, I grew bolder and started tugging at Chris jeans, trying to unbutton him. But as I did so, the chair rocked side to side violently, throwing off my balance. Mom, stop! Youre making me crash he chuckled. Im glad its only a video game then I giggled. Its too risky mom. Someones going to walk in he protested, pushing my hand apart. It was hilarious seeing him trying to be the mature one! Fine, party pooper! I said. Im going to get a drink. Do you want.