(You may want to read any of the other chapters you missed before reading this one since this is a continuing story about my missionary mother, our house girl and other going-ons. If you are offended by the nature of this story then please don't read it, but it is true to how Zimbabwe was in the 1950's and 60's and it is true that missionaries are not all pure. I also offer my apologies for the bad editing which is solely my fault. Some wording in this chapter was taken from a comment. I want to thank everyone who made comments. Writers write for themselves because they cannot help themselves. They have to write, but it is nice when people acknowledge they read what you wrote by commenting.)
Our house girl Rose and I sneaked away again at night not long after Mother made her and our garden boy perform for us. John had a monstrous pecker. It was so big I thought he had killed Rose, but then my mom took my attention off them.
So what if John has a cock four inches longer than my eight and a half inch fat cock? I got nothing to worry about. I have a fine fat cock; one that fits real well where I want it most to go which is up the wonderful hairy hole between my mother's legs, the same hole I came out of.
My mom loves her darling baby boy totally and unconditionally. She's there to take care of all my needs, especially the needs of what I had jumping around in my pants. A boy knows that no one can ever have the love and concern for his young cock that his mother has. She loves her boy's cock when it's soft and just hanging down over his balls. It's so damn cute she tears up with sweet motherly affection, and she loves his cock when it big and hard; proud and reaching for the sky. That's when her cunt runs like a river, her juices streaming down her legs and ass. She spreads her legs wide and a boy like me just shoves his fat young cock up where he last was 18 or so years ago. I love unloading my hot young balls and shooting her huge twat full of my warm creamy cum. Better, lots and lots better, than any freak show put on by the help.
As I was saying Rose and I snuck away from the house again. This time to see Joe and John see if they could rid a man's wife of a demon he said she had. He claimed she had a sex demon because he caught her playing with her cunt on a number of occasions even after he had just fucked her. I was surprised to see it was a white woman. It was the wife of the Afrikaner who was the foremen of the African workers on the mission. She was a big boned woman. She was about 5'9" and weighed about 200lbs. When we got there they had her standing up in front of everyone stripped naked and Joe and John were looking her over and talking about her body.
"You ever saw such hanging tits on a thirty year old white woman John?"
