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Single MomRochelle Stewart wiggled slightly in her seat. She waited intently for the social worker to return. The emergency medicine physician was on Day One of her three-day block of off time so she wasn’t really paying too much attention to the clock. As she sat patiently, she texted back and forth with her gentleman friend, Lynton. Finally, the lady entered the office.“Doctor Stewart,” began the c***d services professional.“Rochelle,” she corrected her.“Ah, yes! Rochelle. I have good news for you. Everything is approved to go for you to take provisional placement of Coree and Jeramiah. Obviously, the boys are in school right now, but we can come by this afternoon.”“Excellent,” the five-foot-nine woman beamed.“Okay, well let’s take a look a few last things and we’ll be on our way.The boys Rochelle was adopting were a sibling set – each having some amount of special needs due to emotional and physical trauma early-on in their lives. Coree was athletic and excelled at baseball and basketball. Academically, he was bit below average. Also, anger issues were present. Jeramiah was outgoing and had a learning disability. He would have occasional outbursts. And though he loved his older brother, he would pick fights often.That was two years prior. Now, Coree was 15 and Jeramiah aged 13. The older one was focused on academics in addition to playing varsity baseball and B-team basketball. His grades were not stellar, but they were solidly A’s and B’s with an occasional C. The young man now had dreams of going to college on an ROTC scholarship and becoming an officer in the Army.Monsieur Jeramiah was working through his educational challenges like a champ. He was in the normal track classes in school and making mostly B’s and C’s. P.E. presented him with consistent A’s. He played tight end on the middle school team with great success. His emotions were under control and enjoyed science.Rochelle was driving on her way home from one of shifts at University Medical Center. She had stitched up a nine-year old girl and attended to a group of car accident victims – all with severe injuries. It had been a busy day. She placed a call to Coree’s phone.“Hey, ma,” the teenager said.“What are y’all doing,” checked the thirty-nine year-old..“Watching T.V.”“Okay, great! Is there any more chicken,” she asked referring to the crockpot coq au vin she started earlier in the day.”“Not for real.”She was not surprised as the boys were always eating. “Okay cool. See you in a bit. I just left the hospital.”“Aiight, ma!”Rochelle disconnected the call and accelerated in her 2015 Cadillac SRX crossover S.U.V. A few minutes later, she pulled into the driveway of the palatial townhome. She parked in the garage next to the 2009 BMW 3-series. As she entered the house, she called out, “I’m home!”Jeramiah came running into the kitchen and smiled, “Hi, ma! How are you?”“I’m well, baby,” Rochelle simpered. “How was your evening?”“It was good. Beat Coree at Madden.”“Good job, honey. How was dinner.”“Delicious. Can you make it again soon?”“Sure! How about next time I teach you,” the doctor suggested always eager to teach him life skills.“That’ll tuzla escort work,” he nodded as he opened the refrigerator to grab a red sports drink and the container that had leftover slices of Honeybaked Ham.“Don’t eat all night, sweetie.”“I won’t, ma! I’ma finish this movie and go to bed.”“Good. Did you do your enrichment work today?”“Yeah. It’s on the table.”“Thanks! I’lll check it in the morning. WIll you put a couple of pieces of that ham on a plate for me?”“Okay!”Rochelle disappeared to the master bedroom to take change into a set of pajamas. She returned and heated up her food. Coree walked in the room. “Ma, I got a question.”“Shoot,” Rochelled replied with her mouth full. “Can I ask Destiny to go to the movies?”“May I…”“Well, may I?”“I don’t see why not. You know how to conduct yourself like a gentleman, right?”“Yes, ma’am.”“When are you thinking about taking her?”“I was gonna ask her to go Friday night.”“Fine by me. There’s money on debit card. You can pay for it with that.”“You’re off tomorrow, right?”“The next three days according to my schedule,” she pointed at the fridge.“Thanks,” the tall sophomore said walking away.The next morning, Rochelle rose early to make breakfast for her sons. As they eat, she reviewed Jeramiah’s work from the day before. Overall, it was good. She planned to re-work the missed answers with him later. “Hey, boys,” she began. “Mr. Lynton is coming over for dinner tonight.”With a mouthful of bacon, Jeramiah offered, “Cool!”“Yeah. That’s straight,” added Coree.“Well, I’m glad you two approve,” smirked their mom. “Anytime,” Coree responded with a tinge of sarcasm.Rochelle rolled her eyes at her elder son and silently appreciated that the younger one had not mastered that wisecrack behavior. She explained, “I wanted to make salmon, broccoli and garlic mashed potatoes. Does that work for y’all?”“Yeah,” Jeramiah confirmed. “Can we have some corn too?”“Of course,” Rochelle proffered.“I’m good with whatever,” Coree shared. “I wanna go to the rec center today, ma.”“Okay! What time?”“Bout eleven.”“I’ll drop you off on my way to grocery shop.”“No need. Ty can pick me up.”“Alright. Be home by four. Looks like it’s just us today Jerry.”The afternoon was hectic at the farmer’s market. Rochelle found some amazing fruit and produce that inspired to make a salad instead of serving broccoli. She was shopping alone because her Jeramiah had persuaded her to let him browse the at the video game store. Rochelle made him promise three times to stay inside and be on his best behavior. He assured her. She had walked inside with him to explain to the manager that she would be back in half an hour. When she returned, she found Jerry playing a racing game against one of the employees. She thought perhaps she could let him venture out a little more on his own.Back at home, Rochelle began to prep dinner. Lynton was planning to come over right after work. The forty-eight year-old, bald-headed, brown-skinned man, worked as the head of support services at a d**g rehab. Formerly, the hefty-built man had spent a couple of seasons playing professionally in an indoor football league. Having taken disability tuzla escort bayan from the police force nearly five years ago, he picked up his current gig. He was married with one adult daughter. His wife was heading to an uncle’s funeral with some of her siblings – so he was home alone for the next few days.Rochelle put everything away until it was time to cook. She sorted some laundry and started the machine. Then, she went to read a spy novel on the chaise lounge in her room.The time came to finish dinner. Coree walked through the door tracking mud. “Son,” she yelled. “Shoes!”“Aw, dang, ma! My bad,” the athlete begged forgiveness stopping in his tracks and removing his gold-on-black Nike Precision II basketball shoes.“Thank you, dear!”Coree was fairly well-behaved and dutiful. He grabbed the mop to clean up after himself. He inquired, “Are we eating with you and Mr. Lynton?”“That was the plan,” admitted the cook.“Aiight then. I’ma shower and put on some fresh clothes.”“Good idea.”Lynton texted at a few minutes after five o’clock saying he was on the way. When Rochelle heard his silver, crew cab Chevy Colorado pull up, she called out to the boys. They meandered down the stairs. Lynton carried a bouquet of mixed flowers and handed them over to his hostess. They picked each other on the lips briefly. Then the guest greeted the Coree and Jeramiah. He had become a mentor to them. He embraced both with a handshake.“Smells delicious, Ro,” the married man shared.“Thank you,” smirked the chef.“She’s a great cook,” Jeramiah chimed in.“Dude, be quiet,” Coree chastised his brother.“You shut up,” the younger one retorted.“Boys,” snarled Rochelle.They sat down to eat and the conversation inevitably turned to the recent NBA draft. All the men had commentary to make, but Rochelle had none. She did not mind though. She was happy that Lynton and her sons got along well. The teenagers had seconds and Lynton uncorked a bottle of wine.“May we finish dinner upstairs,” Coree asked.“Yeah! Just bring your dishes down as soon as you finish,” Rochelle relented.They disappeared racing one another to the staircase.“You’ve done a great job with them, Rochelle. I’m proud of you,” Lynton confessed.“Thanks! It’s a work in progress,” she grinned.“That’s all parenting is. I always knew you’d be a great mom!”“I don’t always feel like it,” she lamented.“Well,” the older man started as he place his massive hands on hers. “I’m here to tell you that you are. And, that we all feel less than at times when it comes to being a parent.”“I hear you, baby.”“Let’s clear these dishes so I cuddle up next to you on the couch.”“Works for me.”Rochelle stood and Lynton slapped her round derriere. “Ooh, daddy,” she purred.“You gonna be sayin’ that all night long, beautiful,” he winked.As the pair of lovers relaxed underneath a blanket watching a movie, they heard the sound of footsteps. Rochelle assumed it the boys bringing their plates back. “Who is that,” she yelled.“Jeramiah,” the voice called back.“Please start the dishwasher.”“Okay, ma!”Lynton then kissed Rochelle on the neck. She began to grope his crotch making his dick grow.“Pull it out,” escort tuzla Lynton whispered in her ear.Rochelle complied and teased it occasionally until the movie ended. Then, she suggested Lynton join her in the bedroom in twenty minutes.When the houseguest entered Rochelle’s boudoir, he sat on the plush queen-sized bed. She stepped out of the bathroom wearing peach, sheer lace and satin, backless babydoll set. She also had on a pair of strappy, silver, spiked heels.Lynton roared with delight. He walked over to the leggy, slender beauty and pulled the outfit so that he lovely 34B breasts were revealed. He began suckling them profusely as she moaned.“It’s been almost a week, baby,” Lynton huffed.“I know,” whimpered Rochelle. “Ahhhhh! That feels so good!”“Yeah, sexy! My dick is so hard.”Rochelle knelt and went to work providing oral stimulation on her man. She stroked the thick, eight-and-a-half-inch tool as she rocked her head back and forth. Lynton grabbed her and fed his meat stick to her. Then, he picked her up and carried her to the bed. He methodically removed the lingerie from her supple body. “I want you to stroke that tranny cock when I fuck you tonight,” he ordered.Rochelle winced as Lynton pushed his large tool inside of her.He worked himself in slowly until he was balls deep. He pulled out slightly and impaled her again. They made love while kissing. With time Lynton’s strokes grew fuller. Rochelle fumbled for the remote to turn up the volume on the television. She yelped, “Oh, daddy!”“You like that, baby girl,” Lynton crowed.“Hell yes, daddy! Fuck me!”“I love fuckin’ this tranny asspussy. It’s so damn tight!”“Ooh, that dick is so big! I love it!”“That’s your dick! Pretty ass li’l bitch!”“Mmmmmm!”“I’m gonna nut all in your boipussy tonight! You my bitch!”“Yes, sir!”Lynton flipped Rochelle on her stomach and mounted her. He continued assaulting her now open hole.“Damn, Lynton! You plowing this booty hole,” remarked the tart.“Yeah,” he grunted. “This my ass! Take this dick, sissy!”“Ooh, daddy!”“Creamy ass pussy! Dammit!”They moved around so that Rochelle was now riding Lynton’s member. As she bounced up and down on his dick, he massaged her titties.Rochelle shot a small stream of cum on Lynton’s beer gut.Lynton put her back missionary style and pummeled her ass swaying from side to side as he hit it.Rochelle was screaming.Lynton was panting.Upstairs, the boys were playing video games, but they could hear the faint sounds of sex. Rochelle legs were up on Lynton’s shoulders. He pushed in. His low hanging balls were slapping her ass. Ass juices ran down wetting the sheets beneath them.Lynton flooded Rochelle’s anus with his baby batter.They fell asleep. A couple of hours later Rochelle woke up to Lynton’s dick poking at her booty. She gave him more ass. They dozed off once more until morning. Lynton was hard as a rock so his chick sucked him off.Rochelle fixed breakfast while Lynton showered and got ready for work. Lynton sat down to a plate of wheat toast with strawberry jam, pork sausage links, eggs over easy, and instant grits. There was also a glass of apple juice. He looked up at Rochelle and said, “This is great! You make me wanna stay here forever.”Rochelle just smiled as she thought about the various things she needed to do today to get her sons ready for the respective sports camps next week.

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