She was rarely sober and usually had a rambling sob story about what a cad her last husband is. This time she was bawling and I could hardly understan... her. “Honey,” she bawled, “I need your help.” My heart sank in my chest; just what I needed, problem solving for my mother. Sometimes I wished that we lived in different states, or even better another country.“They’re making me go to some clinic for rehab,” she bitched.“Rehab? Mother, what do you mean?”“I was stopped for a DUI and the judge is. But this was a bigger and fatter cock. It was about 6.5″ long and thicker than mama’s cock. My feelings were, mixed happy to get a new cock for fucking me and also feared of what will happen if this one is going in me.Rames broke the silence and said”What happened, now you show me yours”.I had nothing to show him else my ass. And I did not responded. On this he again and again forced me to remove my cloths and finally I accepted his request or order whatever it was and started removing my. He then rolled another machine in front of her. He picked up two long tubes, connected to the second machine by a hose. He turned on the machine and lubed her breasts and nipples before putting a tube on each breast. The machine latched onto her, sucking her breasts and milking her.He smiled down to her, gently petting her head. “That’s my girl. Be good while I’m gone.” He pulled open the front curtains, exposing Rose to the neighborhood and anyone who happened to pass by, and smiled once more. I found new roomies and i was staying with another 3 girls in a 2bhk flat. I had got this flat through a friend’s help in office. The other 3 girls had been staying in Mumbai for 2-3 years and so they knew everything in the city very well.I was very excited to come to such a big city and i wanted to have a nice time and enjoy my freedom. My roomies were very nice and they gave me a personality turnover. I had long length hair and i have a decent figure of 34c-28-34. They took me to parlors.