Her makeup was clean and her hair was neat. "You eating?" mom asked bluntly. "No," Lori replied in an emotionless tone. She glanced at me for a second... She threw me a sharp look.. not quite angry, but cold enough to make me uncomfortable. Her body turned and she walked down the hall to the bathroom. Two seconds later the water was running. "Damn girl," my mom blurted. My mom's relationship with Lori had been poor since my dad died. They never spoke, and when they did it was an argument. Mom. Her overweight and hard-working husband died just before Christmas when he had been sweating twelve and fourteen-hour days and coming home to his wife's sexual demands eagerly even though he had to use Viagra and a cock ring to satisfy them. They had already coupled once that night, and, after she begged for more, Jim had gone to the bathroom on rubbery knees and taken another pill when suddenly his left arm went numb and his chest felt a great weight and he collapsed on his face, breaking his. Mai story pe aata hu,Mujhe jua khelne ka bahut shauk tha, mai aksar club mai jua khelne jata tha, ek din jab mai club mai jua khel raha tha tab bahut jeet raha tha, mai jaane laga toh ek aadmi mere paas aaya aur kaha chalo mere saath ek game khele, maine nahi kaha toh bola dar gaya kya, mai josh mai aakar ha keh diya, maine kaha ek hi game khelenge usne kaha thik hai, toh usne paate baate mai phir se jeet gaya, mai aaj 50 hazaar jeet chukka tha, mai paise leke jaane laga toh usne mujhko kaha ek. I had gone beyondinformation overload and was just letting it wash over me. She playednonchalantly with my nipples while she caught her breath and I revelledin euphoria.As I began to catch up with myself I became aware of the audience andlooked around. Everybody was watching us as she dropped my nipples, drewback and started to effortlessly pump me again to murmurs of approvalfrom the crowd. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth as her escalatingassault monopolised my attention again.I came two.