I had closed my door and got asleep. They went to mom’s room and relaxed their. My mom was wearing saree and her friend too in saree.I wake after ha...f hour and thought to sit with them. I went to kitchen, drank water, and then walked to mom’s room but stood outside. It was almost closed, just slightly opened. I heard mom crying and so thought not to go in the room. But still decided to listen why she was crying. She was saying, “You know Sheetal, now a days, he (my father) and me often have. We were all mesmerised by the scene before us when my husband called Therese over. He handed her a bag. It also contained a strapon. She stripped and put it on. She then signalled Debbie to join her beside Debbie’s mother and sister. They both kissed passionately as Debbie stroked the dildo. Soon she was lying beside her sister as Therese rammed into her with force. I was called over next. He handed me a bag. It was another strapon. “Fuck Hannah, cowgirl position.” he ordered. I brought Hannah. I wanted to run away — but I didn't know where to run.John just hugged me, pulling my head to his shoulder and let me cry. I tried to pull away but he held me tight until I gave up and just kept crying into his shoulder."Now I understand." He murmured into my ear. "Indirect Abuse with its worst and longest lasting symptoms. I'm only surprised that our dean could not cure you."We sat like this for an hour. A few friends and colleagues came towards us but John waved them away. They were all. . sexually. Meaning, I was having sex with multiple partners without protection and not knowing their sexual pasts. My appetite for sex was insatiable. I had a girlfriend who enjoyed sex but not at the same level as I did. I masturbated when we weren't together. I fucked other girls when she was out of town. I got fucked by guys that were in their late 30's and early 40's too.I always hated it when my girlfriend left on the weekends to go home. I tried to satisfy myself with watching loads of.