You have been staring at my back side every day in class. I think you have been lustful. Am I right? Do you want to see my ass? Are you thinking about...fucking me? Do you want to put your cock in me? Do you want to fill me with your boy butter? Pumping your young seed into your friend's mother's cunt? Your Sunday school teacher's cunt? Right here in the church?"As she spoke she seemed to get naughtier with her words. Nasty seemed to be the goal of her mind. She began to take her clothes off. I felt a wave of revulsion at being touched like this and turned to him.He smiled confidently and said come and see me in my cabin at closing time .There was an elderly woman called Shraddha working in the same shop. I went for her advice. “It means today he is going to fuck you dear”she said smiling” he has fucked almost all girls working here one time or the othere and it means jsut that” “Waht should I do?””Your choice, either you can let him fuck you and nobody would be the wiser or leave. Apparently, they were ex secret police from Kabul's country, experienced in the arts of torture and exquisite, salacious sexual interrogations. They were very big, muscular brutes, and as they manhandled her down to the basement and stripped her, tearing off her bra and panties, they showed they had cocks to match their size, which were up hard and throbbing nastily at my Mum!They cuffed her wrists to a pulley in the ceiling, and hauled her up, until she was dangling naked, in mid air. The. Another click and we were done upstairs so we headed down and the same procedure went on for the rest of the house, “Fancy another coffee?” I asked thinking that this will allow for my boner to disappear, “Yes please” she replied as she went back into the lounge to sort out the quote. I looked through the hatch again as she sat and again she sat with her case between her legs giving me another flash of thigh skin.I returned with the coffee and again sat down opposite as Jenny was busy tapping.