After the brief pause Shasha grabbed the heavy metal chain around my waist with her other hand and slowly began fucking my pussy with her fist, moving...her whole arm back and forth as she pulled the chain forward each time she thrust her fist deep inside me. I had heard about this before but had never experienced it; the pain was both excruciating and becoming ever more pleasurable at the same time. . James grew up with his mother and two sisters. He never knew much of his father. From what James understood, his father floated in and out of his mother's life until shortly after his younger sister Allie was born. No phone calls, no texts, no birthday cards or letters. He simply vanished. James always resented him for that, but his mother still held onto fond memories of him. James could see the pain behind her eyes and could hear her cry some nights when she thought of the bastard. He swore. Dusre din nani ne mujhe phir se bulaya our kaha kya baat hai amit nirmala kush nahi hai.tune raat bhar kuch nahi kiya kya,jaa aaj ki raat kam ho jana chaahiye.dusre din raat ko mausi phir mere kamre main aaye.aaj unhone bilkul he maheen kapre ki nighty pahni thi our uske under lace ke kapre ki bra our panty pahni thi.sub kuch saaf- saaf najar aa raha tha.aaj pahli bar maine mausi ko ek bharpur aurat ke roop main mahsoos kiya.mujhe apni our taakte dekh mausi uttejit ho uthi. Unhone mera haath. Shabana said she was afraid she would get sick if she had too many shots and then asked if there was something else she could do instead of downing another shot.I could think of many things, but kept quiet, not sure how Arif may take it. But it was as though Arif had read my mind. He smiled at her and said maybe she could take an article of clothing off, instead of a drink. He turned and asked me if that would be okay and I quickly said, “Oh yes, that is acceptable”.Shabana looked at both of us.