It took me a moment to realize that my door was slightly open. I know I had completely closed when I went to bed last night, and I was reasonably sure...it was still closed when I went in for my shower. Which meant that someone (most likely Bryan) had been in here.At that same moment, I heard a furious slapping sound, like someone faintly clapping their hands together, coming from Bryan's bedroom.It couldn't be... could it?The hallway was carpeted and I was barefooted, so I made no noise left my. “Or have you ever wondered what it would be like to be a whore? To spend everyday working on your back? I could make that happen,” he whispered. “And you’d be powerless to do anything except spread your legs on command and thank every one of your customers afterwards.” The words struck deep and Ruth’s heart beat furiously with the knowledge that it was all true, her hands curling into fists behind his neck in apprehension.With a final squeeze of her breast, Johnny unexpectedly withdrew his. In that video, a guy fucked his mom so hard and she liked it too. I know that they are not mom and son in real life. But it made me think why shouldn’t I fuck Ramya too. I went downstairs to the living room.Mom was on the sofa watching TV. I sat next to her and asked, “Did you miss me?”“Yeah. But it looks like you didn’t miss me,” she said.“What? I missed you so much!” I said.“Then why didn’t you hug me when I hugged you?” she asked.“Mom, I was tired. That’s why I quickly took bath and hugged. ” He fumed. “No one talk to me like this in my house.” Taken aback by his sudden change in demeanor, I moved backward. He lunged at me. I tried to dodge him, but he was fast. He grabbed my arm. “What’re you doing, let me go.” I cried, struggling to get free from his grip. He easily lifted my petite body in his arms. I tried to break his grip, unsuccessfully. He took me to his room and dropped me on his bed. “Now slut, what were you saying?” Tears of humiliation swelled in my eyes. “What do you.