We reach near them. All children were talking about camel ride. They have lot of fun every one today. Gita aunty told Rupa didi to go back to house. W... entered in flat .I spend few minutes there and eagerly left to guest room.That day I masturbate remembering my mother’s touch again in lift and on camel after in bus I enjoyed her. Gita aunty was good looking and had a great body, big boobs, well shaped ass. But my mom was looking much better than her. She was my fantasy woman. My mother had big. They both kissed me several times during the session.Later they masturbated, made me wet of their semen, and left me.26, 27 another two (say Malik and Abid), came forth and said,“Ahmad, wanna see something only we two can do?”I looked at them. They were tall and muscular guys. If this is something only they can do, this might include lifting me up, I guessed.But I did not speak. I was just laying there down.“Let us see, whatever it is” said Ahmad.They asked me to stand up. Then, Malik. A direct quote...Then came a diatribe of venom from my daughter, now twelve, that was completely made up. When she finish and I denied all of the hate filled fictional crap that was obviously fed to her, the assholes tried to get my son to do the same. The little guy flat out refused. Needless to say, only about a month of this horror show went on until I had had enough and walked away. Now for the present...Years later...Much changed for me in the years after those events. I was diagnosed. “Aghhhhh, ohhhhhhh!” she sighed with her ass lifted offthe mattress and her lower body moving wildly to hisface and fingers. “Yes, yes! Don’t stop! Yes! Yes! Keepdoing… oh, God! Ohhhh, Gowd!”He lifted his face, but his fingers remained deep insideher pussy as her body began to tremble around them. Whenhe looked up at her face, her eyes were closed and shewas biting her full lower lip. Mrs. Johnson was coming!As the man watched, she tensed her body, then.