Fiona ushered me over to the chair, I spotted a further gas machine, with a plastic cover over it, in the corner, presumably as a spare. I sunk into t...e leather of the chair and Fiona fastened the waist strap “we don’t want you falling out” she smiled, she then pulled the padded foot restraint up and over my feet “or trying to run off!” she said. She then tightly tied the long heavy red rubber bib round my neck. It covered my arms and went to below my waist. It had a stitched debris trap along. Come over here, Baby and let me get a better look at you. My name is Isabella.” The blonde approached the edge of the bed and Isabella sat up. Isabella looked her up and down, taking notice of the way the black dress fit tightly over her form. The blondes’ hair loosely pulled up and tussled “Turn around for me...slowly.” As the blonde turned, she took first notice of the man sitting in the chair off in the corner of the room. He wore only an open robe, his erect cock standing looming at. I feel his wet cock pressing against my hole and then he shoves his cock in me full force, causing me to collapse onto the desk in front of me. When he shoved into me, he grunted and in a gruff voice called me a faggot and said to me that I wanted it, so don't run away from it.Every thrust into me felt like a knife being rammed into my prostate. The desk that I was bent over on had a mirror in front of it, so I'd occasionally look up and see this almost demonic look in his face. As he fucked. After some days my dad ordered me to take the place of my mom and started to have regular intercourse with him as a resultmou came to this world and from there on Karan became mad for my Breast milk and I also love to fed him more than mou.After six months of mou’s birth I contact my husband and fled away from my parent’s home.My husband understood my condition and Karan and Mou as her son and daughter.Now let me come to the present condition my22 years Mechanical Engineer is very about running.