We were mostly doing low priority chores that could have waited months or years. I woke up the next morning dreaming of kissing Andrea, while sliding my dick into my sister’s ass. I pulled out and said, “Thanks, Gert.”
She surprised me by saying, “I know it’s not great anymore. When a couple were matched, each family gave them a box of 50 condoms. We can finally get blowjobs again, and their guys get to try some anal.”
Fran timidly asked, “Um, don’t they have a Patron, his two brothers, and their four sons?”
Gertrude smiled and said, “Three brothers and five sons that are men now and need relief twice a day. We would still be allowed the usual sex relief twice a day, but John and I only did Fran’s butt once a day at lunch due to our remorse and embarrassment, in addition to our fatigue. We knew we deserved it. We repainted the pump shed, machine shed, and the rest of the house. I remembered how good I had felt the many times Mom had given me blowjobs at lunch time and before bed. The Holmes family and ours are partner families now.
