Par man mai to mare choor tha ke rema papa ko jeror betayege mai bechain hone lega maine chup chap behar dekha to papa or rema main gate band kar ke a...ne room mai ja rahe thi unke ander jate he mai ajeeb ajeeb bate sochne lega, tabhi mari nezar papa ke room ke windo par gaye jo dono khule thi papa raat ko light jela kar sote the mujhe behar seander ka sab kuch parde ke bich mai se dikh reha tha or sun bhi reha tha papa bed par or rema folding par sone lage thodi Der ke baad papa bole rema beta. Hearing was a bit muffled, though. She sat in darkness and waited.It was not long before she could make out a figure walking toward her. Her vision was obscured enough that she could not tell if the person was large or small. Just a shadowy presence of a person. The person touched her bare shoulder. She jumped and a slight gasp came out of her before she could catch herself. She wanted to show she was strong and not afraid, but she was not doing a good job faking it.The hand delicately touched. Ok?”“O-ok, Sir”, I heard a few responses.As I gently took the next girl into my arms, she almost smothered me as she wrapped her arms around me in a stranglehold. It helped me realize how terrified they were. I had been so wrapped up in solving their problem that my focus had not widened to take in the situation we would be facing once all of them were safe. It looked like I would have more than a dozen 14-15 year old girls to be responsible for until I could find a way to get them off the. I took each in hand. I started out gently, then applied more pressure, slowly. Mom sighed, then groaned, then cried out as her flesh bulged out between my fingers. "Oh yes," she hissed, bucking her hips quicker. We both heard the backdoor open and close. Mom smiled, knowing her sister was here and would be joining us in seconds. Michelle's feet pouned up the stairs trying to find us. When she stepped through the bedroom door, she gasped. "Holy fuck," she said softly. "Strip," Mom told her. Mom.