I tried to console her and asked her to see a doctor for getting the rashes treated. I offered to take her to doctor, but she refused. “Why don’t ...ou complain to warden and get your room changed?” I asked. Her reply amazed me. “That’s the most embarrassing part. Initially I complained about it to warden but I didn’t tell her they were abusing me physically. She thought it is a typical ragging case and ignored. She said it will be alright after sometime. In fact it has become alright although. As a result, Mum had literally thrown her out of the house. I don’t know if they ever made up, but my Dad was devastated about Sarah leaving. Mum may have known where she went, but wouldn’t tell either my Dad or me. Christ, did that piece of news ever get my blood boiling! Anyway, Sarah had met a guy in Idaho, married him, and they had one c***d, a girl, when Sarah was in her late thirties. Her daughter Annie had just graduated, and was now in university. Her husband had died a couple of years. Each picture was dated/noted on the back depicting each month of pregnancy. The last few photographs showing his head coming out of her pussy, where his cock had been a few hours earlier! Brilliant photography!!!!! David remembered his mother telling stories of his grandfather and his photographic studio. “OMG,” his papa had taken pictures of his nude daughter, when she was just thirteen years old. Reading the “contract” from the investment planner, David read where an estate had been set up. I unexpectedly turned her over onto her tummy then peeled off the last layer of clothing. She let out a little moan as she threw her head back. I grabbed her ponytail and let her hair down, kissing her open mouth before rubbing her thick pussy lips.My fingers drowned in a pool between her thighs, I made circular and back and forth motions to include her clit. It was sobbing the more I rubbed. I felt my own pussy flooding into my underwear as I was finger fucking her. She arched her back and.