She was sitting now; but I could see her ass packed into a tight jean was nice, firm and round…I licked my lips and smiled at her. She took a sip wi...h her sexy red lips and smiled back at me. She arched her back and I could get a better view of her big tits under the white blouse. I smiled as she turned and put her hand on my elbow to steady her at the bar. She introduced herself as Tammy and told me she had moved there after a real hard divorce and now she was living with her dear Auntie. She didn't need any urging, not after the torrid episode with her well hung father earlier. Besides, from the moment she'd seen her brother naked a wild yearning had surged in her throbbing young pussy. She rushed to lay face down on the bed, nudging her mouth to her brother's huge balls, fascinated by the lecherous view of his thick rod pumping and slippery, as it rammed in and out of her mother's glistening cunt. Marsha folded her knees under her, so that her own juicy slit was fully. A few hours previously the jailer, a huge muscular man without a hair on his body, had brought them food. Two bowls with pieces of raw, smelly fish. They had not touched it.Isabel had been almost a month in the pirates' hands now and the giant jailer had raped her previously and Isabel was unable to control her sobbing when he had entered. The sisters tried to comfort her, but the girl did not respond. She gave a long, bitter, desperate wail. It was a wolf's howl, blood chilling in its. This is also a real incident.It was during my final year in college. I was 22 years old then. I had to go to Bangalore for attending an interview. I booked a Scania AC semi sleeper bus from Chennai to Bangalore. While booking, the bus was damn empty. The day arrived when I was going to the bus stand. When I boarded the bus there were only 10 people in total and the bus was free. I took my seat. I was wearing a normal saree, which revealed my waist and wore a V-neck blouse.Few stops later, a.