Main bhi mauka ki talash me rahta tha.rakhi ke din se ek din pahale hi raat me mammi ne mujhse kaha ki beta kal rakhi hain bahot din ho gaye main tumh...ri mama se nahi mili sochtt hun kal chali jau waise bhi ghar ko akela chhod kar jane ka dil nahi karta hain abhi tu hain to kal main aur tere papa kalsubhah teri bua se milte huye tere mamma ke ghar chale jayenge .mnaine kaha ki thik hain mammi main abhi yaha hun to tumhe chinta karane ki jarurat nahi hain aap aaram se jao. Agale din mammi aur. My shoulders dropped, “I’m sorry Sir, but I wore panties.”His hand gripped my arm. “Up.”I rose and followed him as he led me across the room.“The bed is in front of you, bend over face down on the bed. Spread your legs.“I didn't have to ask why.Fingertips trailed down my spine and over the globes of my ass raising goosebumps over my skin. His touch tender… then fire bloomed as his hand connected with my tender skin. First one side then the other several alternating blows later he stopped and. You. Oh God, no you. You're a serial? God. One after the other. Numerous before? You're saying you're a serial rapist, torturer and murderer?' 'Fucking right on and damned proud of it and don't forget sexual. Sexual. Sex, sex and sexual.'Page 71. 'Oh God. Oh God. Why me? Why us? Oh God, what have I done? What have you done to me, God? 'It would seem He's abandoned you. Huh? Doesn't give a fuck about you. Certainly doesn't give a fuck about this. What I do to it.' I. He ordered me to stay there and went and got his phone. He got back inside me and opened up the camera. He made a 20-second long clip of gently phuking me and pulling out of me then threw me the phone. He went back to gently phuking me and made me watch.“Just look at that tiny bum…” he said.“Ugh-hmmm” is all I could say as I watched in fascination.“Now look at that gape!”“Ugh-hmmm” is all I could say as I watched in horror.“Isn’t that marvellous?” he asked but I was too scared to answer. But.