A/N: Yo you all got me back for another round. So hey everyone yeah dudes I'm sorry for this. I mean once my finals were all finished. I realized that I only had three of all my update chapters ready. And I also had to come up with new chapter ideas. Seeing as some of my chapter notes ended and I hadn't gotten to making more notes. So again dudes sorry this has taken so long. Plus me getting invited back home is also a big thing. I'm currently back in my small town in Moldova. So I hope Krampus doesn't visit my home. Jerk really scared my neighbor and my friend Smiles from the partner writers Jester Smiles. But still I do hope you all have fun these winters end and years beginning. Now on to what you dudes left me in the comments.

: Dude here you go hope you like it too.

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Googleman: Well he did think out how much he had left once he was done with Lisa. So he's not a machine yet dude.

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Darthdragon: Yeah dude and she's going to make sure it stays that way.

Well with that all out of the way. Lets check in on our horny family.

Springfield Apu's POV

Walking behind the shady old bar I wait looking down to my watch every two minutes. Oh Shiva why hasn't he come yet?

Hearing the light whistle makes me turn to the off-putting car. Walking over to it I see my old friend sitting on the car.

Getting into the passengers seat my associate pats my shoulder with his thuggish smile plastered on his face.

Snake says "Hey Apu got you message dude. So like what's the deal this time?"

I sigh to say, "I need money like always so do what you do."

Snake says, "I got gotcha. Rob a few places like yours and you cut me in on the insurance money at twenty percent ha. My fee as always twenty percent."

I roll my eyes to say "Fine just make sure you do it while my wife is there. If she sees the store being robbed it'll distract her from bothering me."

Snake says, "Dude seriously got to marriage counseling. Worked great at stopping my old lady from talking crap about my jobs."

I groan to say "Oh sure it will and I will be reincarnated as a great jungle tiger. Just make sure you rob my place between twelve and two."

Snake nods to say "Don't worry Apu it'll be a quick job in and out."

With that I hand him the small envelop and then he drives off. I walk back to my apartment hoping that Manjula is asleep in bed.

Getting home I sigh before opening the door. On entering there she is my wife looking as if once again she will pester me with questions about the children.

I say "Manjula why are you not asleep?"

Manjula answers, "Because you have yet to answer any of my questions. Now before you do anything hear my warning. If you do not tell me where my children are you will regret it. And I will find someone who will help me find my children."

I gulp if she storms out I won't be able to fake the store being robbed well. The insurance company needs more then my word and scrambled video footage.

I stern my eyes to her as best I can to say "I haven't heard back from my parents since they took the kids. They should have returned to our village along the Ganges River."

Manjula shouts "So you have no idea where they are? And you assume they will be returning to their village? I want my children back now!"

I say, "Now, now my dear loving wife there is no need to yell. Look life in America has become too hard for me to support then.

"Plus with all the media and over sexualized of women in todays television shows. I don't want the kids exposed to it. I wanted them to grow up from on cultural roots. And be ready to explore when the time is right.

"I know I did it without you consent but I did so as any father would to protect his children."

Manjula huffs crossing her arms over her ample chest. Manjula says, "I want to speak to them. And I want the children to tell me if they wish to stay or come home."

I nod to say "I will send word to my friend over in the areas market port. From there he will be able to get them to talk to us."

Manjula glares at me to then march off to bed the whole time her ass sways against her robes. Which as always shows how wider her hips have become. She still has not regained her former figure. She looks like a damn model for American mothers.

I sigh to think 'Good now that that is over I can focus on tomorrows task.'

Turning the bedrooms doorknob I find it locked. Manjula calls from inside telling me that the couch will be my bed for tonight.

I groan to once again find myself sleeping on the couch in the pants I've worn all day. At least tomorrow I will be able to send more money to my account back home.

As one o'clock approaches I tap my fingers on the counter waiting for Snake to finally hit the Kwik-E-Mart.

Manjula walks to me behind the counter asking "Apu did you order those new fruit colors from the squishee machine?"

I shake my head to answer "No wife I was planning to order them next week. We need to finish the packs we have left before order more with the rest of the stock."

Manjula says "But these packs are only enough for three days of business. You know every day we go through at least two packs of each colors."

I nod to say "Well tell the kids who ask that we'll have more next week. For now we will make due with those."

Soon enough Snake bursts through the door flashing his shotgun. Snake says, "Ok no body move and if you all listen you get to keep doing what you're doing hah hah."

Snake's hops over the counter aiming the gun at me and telling me orders. Doing as he says I look peek to see Manjula hiding behind a stand of packaged chips.

Snake takes the registers money and runs back out the door. Dialing the phone fast I tell the police I've been robbed.

After two hours of telling the police what happened and yet again they see its Snake from the store video.

They say they'll get right on it. But knowing Chief Wiggum they'll just get lucky and catch him off of something else.

I sigh with a smirk knowing that in two weeks I'll be getting a check for several thousand dollars.

Two thousand of which will go to the store while the rest goes to my private trust. It'll make sure the kids are somewhat ok. But mostly it's for me when I go off on my private days.

Third person's POV

Manjula shakes a little as she walks down the street after her husband closed the store for the day.

Manjula never had to give a police report of her husband being robbed at gunpoint before. Sure she's heard from Apu about the petty criminals that rob stores.

But never had she seen someone so close to losing his or her own life.

Sure Manjula's words of her husband about their children wouldn't be civil or kind. But she still cares for his well-being after he finally gave her a small bit of news of her children's whereabouts.

But still it hurt's her to not be with her children and through some kind of cosmic joke. It starts to rain causing Manjula's tight red robs to tighten around her form even more.

The curves around her breasts and ass now on full display for all to see and ogle to their pleasure.

Manjula being a traditional woman was raised to forgo underwear on certain days. Or while wearing certain robes.

Today like most days her robes worked as her bra. But now through the cool rainwater you can see her nipples strained against the silk of her robes.

Manjula instantly sees this and looks for shelter from the downpour. To her surprise she's a few houses from her long-standing friend. Rushing as fast as her tightening robes will let her Manjula rings the doorbell.

After only thirty seconds Marge opens the door not needing a full explanation. She pulls Manjula in from the rain.

Manjula smiles using her hands to over her exposed bits to says "Thank you Marge I don't know how I would have managed if I had to get all the way home like this."

Marge says "Its ok dear I still remember how nice you were to me after the pool incident. The least I can door is help you keep your decency as well. Now come with me and lets get you changed out of those clothes so they can dry."

After a stop in her bedroom Marge gives Manjula a set of clothes she can wear until her robes dry.

Manjula now in a cleavage revealing tan turtleneck sweeter and blue jeans sits with Marge in the kitchen.

Marge listens intently as Manjula not only tells Marge about the store being robbed. But about her worries as to the safety of her children.

Marge looks at Manjula seeing the same sadness she herself went through when Bart had to be sent away.

Seeing your child at such a young age having to go off into the world without their parents help is not fair or easily. But Apu did it with little concern over what Manjula his own wife had to say.

Marge says "Manjula I like that your getting in your husbands face about you not liking this arrangement he's got with his parents.

"But you need to keep pressuring him. And yes I'll agree that todays media is a little over sexual for my tastes.

"A few times I've had to explain to Maggie not to try and dance like the girls in a few of those hip hop music videos."

Manjula asks, "The ones where they do nothing but shake their asses or make their asses jiggle to the songs lyrics? I honestly can't understand how those women feel comfortable doing that while so many are watching."

Marge giggles to say, "I know right. I mean hello I know the old saying goes flaunt it if you got it.

"But still at least flaunt it for the guy you want to get or are with."

Manjula laughs along with Marge over the comment but sighs heavily still. Her thoughts deep in worry about what she can do to get her children back.

The Manjula remembers what Bart told her the last time he came to the store.

Manjula asks "Marge has Bart not told you about my children's situation at all?"

Marge shakes her head to hear the front the door open and close. Bart calling for her to answer, "Bart Manjula's here too and make sure to take off your wet shoes."

Bart comes into the kitchen his jacket slightly damp from the rain.

Bart says "Hey mom Lis and Mag says they have after school stuff to do. So I came straight home. Hey Manjula um nice to see you."

Marge asks "Bart how come you didn't tell me about Manjula's family issue?"

Bart says, "I didn't want you to worry seeing as we just got over our own family issues. And no Manjula I didn't forget about your kids. I call two Interpol agents I know they've been working on your case.

"Apparently taking children out of the country without both parents consent is a international offense.

"You can get them back but you'll have to get in contact with them to verify where they are. Here you can use this number and tell the agents that I sent you."

Manjula smiles to Bart as he gives her number with a smile. Bart once again finds himself being hugged by the ample breasted mother. Marge keeping a close eye on where Bart's hands are.

But she's satisfied to see that the hug is simply that of thanks. Bart however this time can see a good amount of the India mother's so chocolate breasts.

As well as feel the heat coming off her cleavage. And most of all he can tell that Manjula's breast size is somewhere over double ds or e-cups.

Released from the hug Manjula asks "Bart who are the two agents may I ask?"

Bart answers with a smile "Spencer and Birdie I worked with them a while back and got to know them. They said if I ever had an international problem to call them. And helping a mother get her kids back from halfway around the world should count."

Manjula smiles once more thanking Bart with a hug and a peek to the cheek. With the rain now down to a drizzle. Manjula leaves with a chirper bounce in her step.

Marge closes the door and immediately pounces into Bart's arm. With her arms wrapped around Bart's neck and her legs around her waist. Marge grinds their crotches together.

Marge's tongue probing Bart's mouth who in turn squeezes the hyper Milf's ass.

Marge moans and continues to grind her ass in a swaying motion as Bart holds her firmly by her plump seat.

Bart pulls away leaving a trail of spit to remind him of the hot kiss Marge was just giving him. Bart says, "We've got an hour Marge try to calm down before they get home."

Marge says "Baby you know just how to calm me down now lets go have some fun."

Bart smiles as he carries Marge upstairs. The whole time he makes sure that his hard on is felt by Marge through his pants.

Marge moans and bits her lip each time Bart takes a hard step. Which causes her to rub against his covered crotch.

Getting to the top of the stairs Bart smirks and he quickly jets forward ramming Marge into the wall. Marge not caring about her back hitting the wall her ass took the hit.

No what does make her cry out is feeling Bart's hard cock press so aggressively against her thong clad pussy.

Leaking with excitement Marge's hands hooks Bart's face and once again smothers his lips with hers.

Bart takes his time and navigates them both to the bedroom door. Once past it Bart locks the door and the two are in a full on no worries scream-athon. Marge mostly doing the hard screams while Bart does the blissful soft ones.

After slamming his cock home Bart sighs not pulling out but cumming inside Marge. Marge is really happy she choice to got back on the pill for the extra excitement of feeling Bart cum inside of her.

Marge says "Bart go take a shower and don't forget to wash your hair. It's starting to get stiff. You know I like you hair soft is great to feel when we kiss."

Bart smirks giving Marge a quick but loving kiss to walk out of the room without clothes on.

Marge hums saying to herself "Good lord every time I see his ass I just want to wrap my legs back around his waist to get a handful of those hard buns."

Marge hums to lightly finger herself. But smirks as she jumps from the bed to chase after Bart to the bathroom for some shower fun.

Well hoped you liked it and if you didn't well I don't care. Drop me a review and some other fun stuff. I'll see you later!