“Hey! Manny! You’re choking the girl! Back off a bit,” Rufus told him. But Jo vehemently shook her head and used her hands on his butt to hold h...m in place. Even though she felt like puking, THIS was fun too. “Hmmm. Hmmm. Hmmmmm,” she said confidently.After that, they all entered her throat and held her. Soon they all were fucking her throat while she just leaned back with her bum against her heels, her mouth wide open and her eyes brightly peering up at them.“Hggghhhh… hggghhh… hggghhh…. It was my stepdad. I could see the shock on his face as this little slut stood in his bedroom. I did not know what to do. I could only feel tears sweep over me. I fell on the bed sobbing asking my stepdad to not hate and telling him how sorry I was.My stepdad had always been great to me. He had taken care of me when my real dad disappeared.I could feel him sit on the bed and put his hand on my shoulder. He said, Its OK. He held me tight to his chest and patted me on the back.After few minutes,. And everybody else in her family.Martin, downstairs, knew what he should do. And so did Jill, Jack and Sally. They knew Matt's plan.Laurie, Amy and Sally were watching a movie on TV. Martin came with Jack and Jill, and said:"Laurie, Amy, Sally... Matt's calling us."Laurie asked:"Why?" Dunno. He's in his room."Laurie and Amy didn't know what was waiting for them, so they were not excited. Still, they turned off the TV and climbed the stairs, followed by Martin, Jill, Jack and Sally, all of them. Barkha was a young woman about 27 year’s old, dusky complexion, just over 5 feet, but a neatly packed body. What I liked about her was her ever smiling face, and clean appearance. Under the smiling face, however was a much oppressed woman, whose husband was a drunkard, and always looking for a chance to beat her up.One day Barkha came running into my house, crying, with her drunken husband behind her with a bamboo stick. She cried “Saab, please save me from him”. Her husband Shailesh was quite.