Iwent to the bathroom n kept the door half closed as soon as i hear the waiter comin i wore the bathrobe an came out n saw tat he was a man arrnd 30s,...all,dark,heavyly build,i asked him to take some clothes for laundry,,i asked him to sit in d sofa for some time i bend down n purposely open my belt of bathrobe,then after 2 -3mins came from the other room as if i didnot knew of the wardrobe malfunction,as i lifted my hand to giv him the clothes,my entire boobs was visible to him n he got instant. The pain was still there, but the pain was no longer something to shy from, but something to savor. The line between pain and pleasure blurred, the receptors of each entwining, their duet singing through my ruined shithole with every ferocious pump of his hips. Oh, how he drove into me, how he pressed against every surface of my stretched insides, how he grinded against tender flesh, rewarding the vile nerves therein. Brock started driving into me even faster, pounding so hard it felt like my. Karan came first, pumping mom’s ass with a few weak spurts of semen. That greatly helped me with my thrusts into her ass as Karan pulled out.Then, Sean came with mom screaming. His semen blasted into her vagina, and he pulled out. So now, Chetan and I were fucking my mother in a more classic double penetration until I could feel someone on my back. I realized it was Ravi that was entering my asshole from the thickness of the cock.I pulled out of mom’s ass since I wanted to enjoy being fucked by. What would it take to get it closer?Later on I heard my parents coming up the stairs to go to bed. I felt a bit nervous, waiting for my mom to come in and give me her standard lecture on “inappropriate” behavior that she pulled out whenever she thought I’d stepped over the line. Surprisingly, neither of them made an appearance. Instead, I heard the door shut and it wasn't long before the sounds of their love making were coming through the thin wall that separated our rooms. Listening to my.