I was the new guy at the bottom of the list.“My father understood. My father always understood. Now I...” I couldn’t finish. There were only the...tears.Risa wrapped herself around me. The girls were still fairly gentle with how they manhandled me.“It hurts!” I hissed, chocking back a sob. Oh God how it hurt. I was blinded by my silent tears. I kept focusing on my breathing, trying to regain my center.“How long have you kept that inside of you,” Risa asked.“It comes and goes,” I explained, “But I. By that time, she had decided to take the bull by its horns. She already had made necessary calls and arranged, which she thought was necessary to put the sex-life of her son back on the track. “Come here I have something serious to discuss with you,” she told her son who walked into the room looking exhausted.“What’s it mum?”“It’s about you and Pramila.”He sat on a sofa opposite to his mother’s without uttering a word.“It is a difficult subject. But we have to discuss it, there is no other. Society had long since come to realize that a female never completely outgrew theneed for that form of discipline.No, the demon Jasmine had to fight was far more insidious than a mere desireto misbehave. Her tormenter was the powerful sensation she had in the netherregions between her thighs. Her pussy demanded to be touched -- to bemanipulated -- to be penetrated. And it seemed that with each passing day itsdemands became more and more unrelenting. Usually, during the day Jasmine wasable to. She has had one husband who recently has been cheating on her. When she figured this out she filed for divorce and has come to live with my dad and I until she can find an apartment. I'm lucky that my dad works a lot because when I get home from school I normally go right to the computer, look at porn, and jack off. Even with my aunt Michelle moving in I still go in the office for my after school fun. My dad had been planning a vacation to Florida for himself for a while now. He saw the.