Mrs. Kornet got sick and we had to take care of her until spring. My little family was very happy.I fulfilled my duty as militia leader and we met and... trained. I was sure that we would run into another fight before many months.My family prayed daily for guidance, and we were blessed with many small things to make our home a pleasant place to be. I still had to come home twice a day from the fields or my other work to hold and touch my wives. I figured that Tonette would eventually calm down. Taking care of my morning wood always seems to be your favorite undertaking. And speaking of under, you don't have any problem with a bit of anal stimulation either.You never get jealous if I do occasionally get lucky with another. And remind me that you will always be there for me no matter what happens in my other relationships. Oftentimes you are my salvation when others string me along, causing the dreaded blue-balls. The ability to resolve the cruelty that they inflict is your particular. Bradley ate ravenously. "I'm still hungry, Mom."I got up to make him another sandwich. "Well, you're a growing boy," I said, slicing some more ham off the bone.Just then, I felt Bradley's hands on my shoulders. I stood completely still, and Bradley, who is taller than me now, turned me to face him. The look on his face shocked me into silence. It could only be described as... lust.I wet my lips, my throat going dry. Now is the time to stop him, I thought. But for some reason, I couldn't make my. Once again she let out little moans and I decided to go for broke. I moved the crotch of her panties aside exposing her pussy to my lusting gaze. I noticed that she had a slight sprinkling of hair on her mound but her pussy lips were bald. I ran my finger up and down her slit causing her to moan some more. I mover her legs further apart to the point where I could see the pink folds of her sex. I gave the bump at the top a little caress and her hips gave a little flick. Each time I would press.