This was the seventh day now that I could stand for more than an hour.“Toman, don’t go far you’re still not that healed.” I heard her say as I...was slowly walking away.“Not much chance of that mother. As I still don’t know where I am, I’d get lost easily.” I replied back to her.I started to walk looking at all the ... what had they called them? Teepees? I hadn’t gone far when I happened upon a smaller Teepee behind the one I had been in. Inside was a young woman feeding a young infant girl.I had. My hair was grabbed again and I knew enough to open my mouth.Just as a cock was entering my open and willing mouth, I heard noises in the background. Someone was fucking.I was trying to concentrate on the cock in my mouth but also wondering about the possibilities. I was almost sure that there was another couple here. Now, the cock in my mouth could be either the stranger or Chuck.I was thinking it was Chuck as it felt about the same size as his. But then I thought, what if the stranger is the. She was also talking into my ear about how much she wants to fuck me. The strokes were placed on me. They were light. I moaned with pain as if they actually hurt. I wished a man was flogging me.Now it was time to use the prod. The prod is use mostly to get sex slaves to dismount. It causes a little sting that goes away in seconds. I was told that this prod is stronger, but I was not afraid. I was tapped and I yelled in pain. I was not faking. This prod was stronger than I thought. The crowd. It is a story of one of my fans who does incest role play with me. Names have been changed and the story is narrated by the sex starved, cock hungry widowed sister. Hope you will like the story and love this cock hungry sister. You may tell me if you like her on my email at .I am Mansi, a 38 years old widow, mother of two daughters. My husband died 8 years ago and I miss him in bed. For 8 years I have been using my fingers to cool my itching cunt. My brother Shiva is younger to me by 10 years..