" Must be someone else, then. Now, it would have been some kind of coincidence if it had been the same person, wouldn't it?" Yeah. But back to our ori...inal topic: what did you want to do next?"I gave a mental sigh of relief. "You know, breakfast doesn't sound that bad. Especially if you can find us a place where we can watch the sunrise." I think I can manage that."We ended up at a truck stop ten minutes outside of Boston proper, of all places. Despite the burly clientele, the place was. The five thugs at once started to unfasten my belt and remove my clothes. I tired to fight them off and in so during I only incurred their wrath. Two of them shook me violently and the other two took turns slamming their fist into my midsection. I was hanging between the two holding my arms, the fifth one was removing my tennis, my underwear and pants. I could barely breath and stay conscious they pain was so intense that each breath was agony. My two captures pulled me across the opening and. They heard a lot of car doors opening and closing. Although the men outside were talking quietly, she could tell that there were a lot men out there and it didn't take a genius to figure out why they were here. She began to panic. She was so scared that she was having trouble catching her breath.Joe went to the door and let the men in. Susan was terrified and really didn't want to look up. But she had to see.She looked towards the door and was shocked to see so many black men that she couldn't. I had never seen my beautiful mom in such outfit. She was wearing a silk saree on her nude body with a huge silky hair bun on her head. I stood behind her. The moment I touched her thick hair roll on her head. She said “Stop, don’t use your hands”.Surprisingly I asked “Then how?”She said “Use your Penis”.On hearing this, I got butterflies in my stomach. I could see her sitting on floor, leaning behind with support of her hands. My cock got erected and turned semi hard. I slowly walked and.