“Now we will see what you will do for me”, said the men.Take your skirts and blouses, both of you”, he commanded.“No, please no”, cried Sara... but man motioned his gun threateningly.The girls quietly obliged.“Give me the keys of you car and your wallets, ” said man.The girls gave him keys and wallets they had.“Now, girls, listen carefully, ” said man. “Take of your stalkings. Slowly. Very slowly. I want to enjoy watching it. ”Girls obliged.“Now, take your bras, slowly, too. ”, said cruel. `Damn she's still a virgin!' I thought.Suddenly she got up and dressed quickly and left her bedroom. Listening I heard her out in the kitchen. I too walked into the kitchen, going straight for the fridge."Aunty said that she was going to be late again tonight, Preeti" I casually said. "She said that she may be later than the other night." I asked her if she wanted something to eat but she just shook me off so I went on into the living room to watch television. Preeti walked by me and said that. “Sweet Jesus, honey, where the hell did you learn that?” she asked. “You are tremendous! I haven’t cum like that in a long, long time.” I grinned but didn’t answer. Mom rolled over and knelt, presenting her rear to me. “Now, stick that thing in my pussy and fuck me.”A good boy always obeys his mother. Kneeling, I took my cock in my left hand, and as my right steadied her, guided it between her thighs. As soon as the head had entered the slippery channel, Mom lunged back and buried me with a. I vaguely recalled that shortly after I left home to find work the other side of the country, Jazz had married – a showman, I understood – in a travelling circus. Every few weeks, the whole kit and caboodle would move on, a convoy of trucks loaded with dismantled rides – dodgems, waltzers, chairoplanes, and so on – and towing the big caravans in which the circus staff, including Jazz and her husband, lived.A consequence of this peripatetic existence was that she and I had lost touch, mobile.