The garage door was open and I heard a washing machine running. There were two piles of clothes on the floor awaiting wash. One pile was made up of ...owels and the other was made up of lingerie.I had seen my mother’s underwear before, but she was heavy and, after all, she was my mother. These bras, panties, and slips were lacey and sexy. I couldn’t take my eyes away.Mrs. Thompson started telling me how to cut her yard, but I was barely listening. When I managed to finally shift my eyes from. At lockdown, that guard would escort me from my cell.Usually to the showers or another closed off section of my cell block.Then I would be raped by the gang.After two weeks, I wasn’t really thinking of it rape anymore.By now, I was a willing participant and in a totally different frame of mind.Gone was the strong minded jock that would look down and sneered at sissy guys.The gang had broken me and changed me and my mind set.*Saturday*On Saturdays, the gang was in the yard playing basketball. I can see your nipples getting hard. I will have a bath and join you.By the time Rahul was out of the shower, Shivani had made two pegs of whiskey and was waiting. Rahul joined his mom as they bumped their glasses with one another and began to drink. Ten minutes was what it took to finish the glass and for Rahul to kiss his mom Shivani.They got into a tight embrace as they kept kissing. Rahul had got her boobs out of the bra while the bra was still hooked at the back and began to suck on her. The skirt barely covered her pussy. We watched the movie and drank the champagne and during the movie I reached over and rubbed her breast and pinched a nipple and also ran my hand between her legs, over her furry blonde pussy and in between her lips... which were very very wet. We kissed and our tongues danced and played together. I grasped the beads and moved them backwards and forwards across the nipples. When the movie was over I then told her what else would happen. I told her that in a.