Whether pianissimo or forte, it turned me on intensely and I sought every opportunity to share others' sexual gratification, basking amid the symphony...of love with my hand shoved indelicately between my legs as I chased after their orgasms with one or more of my own. Twisted maybe, but part of me nevertheless. If I denied such urges, would I be less of a woman? Less human? Or would the urges find some other way to surface? Like in dreams, maybe? A sigh from behind the wall ended my. They helped him build a makeshift curtain so that he would have privacy. They built one for themselves as well and when it was time, they parted and went to bed.Xantara was a longhaired beauty with hair down almost to her butt and tits that were very large on her five feet five frame. She had a flat stomach, a small waist and flaring hips. Her brown almond colored eyes were very seductive. Tarak crawled into his bed. When he closed his eyes visions of her beautiful body and smile flashed. It was couple of months I and I was getting really jealous of him cause he would just fuck his gf every weekend and I on the other hand would just spend time whacking off my cock. And the day came a girl named Kristine moved next door I must admit it she is bomb shell a beautiful figure of 34-25-36 she had pink cheeks, brown eyes, and red lips and golden hair,she is around 5ft 4in in height and she was 21yrs then now she would be 22yrs. any one would fall for her body and so I did. Days went on. .By now I’ve learned a bit about the practice they subjected my mother to, it’s called the parrot’s perch or boger swing...It’s used in third world countries to interrogate suspects,, it’s supposed to be extremely painful, all of the body’s weight pulls on the back of the legs and very soon ones neck, arms and back will start aching with a constant pain...But they had even more in store for her....Two of the men took a sturdy piece of rough twine, and tied it to her left big toe.Then they.