They had been free of inhibitions and comfortable with each other and had explored many different avenues. They were noisy as well, and Ranga knew his...mother had heard all the noise and had even seen them a few times fondling each other. During those instances she would blush and leave but then they did not care as they had been doing it with her consent after all.Now thinking back of those incidences, Ranga wondered about his mom's situation and feelings. At 45 she has been a widow for 22. I stopped walking and stopped to face her, something sinister had crept into her voice and she had lowered it somewhat, even though there were no people within earshot.'Our fathers are swapping us'.My mind remained black trying to grasp what it was she was getting at.'I have fucked and been fucking your daddy for eighteen months and now my father wants you'.I stared at Margarita in total disbelief my beautiful friend under my daddy having sex. It sounded laughable until I realised what I had. A waiter came and offered my a glass of whiskey. Iwas never quite fond of whiskey, but I took it for the alcohol. Afterthe second glass I was already laughing, smiling and telling jokes to theother ladies. My bridesmaid conducted me to the toilette, with the excuseto fix my makeup, but when we arrived there she ordered me to go easywith the alcohol. I realized she was right, I was exaggerating, and thatwas not a nice idea given what I would have ahead that night.When we returned I decided to. One of the men pulled on the other side of the rope, pulling the unfortunate woman to her knees by her breasts, which were already a nice shade of purple. The man who had tied her breasts quickly zip-tied her elbows together behind her back, leaving her hands free but effectively useless. Her toned legs were also left free.With the first jerk of the rope, Stacy awoke. The first thing she saw was the tall triangular wooden horse in the middle of the floor. The second thing she noticed was.