So coming to the story it’s about my mom. Her name is Aarti(name changed) her stats are 34-32-36. She has a wheatish complexion. And a typical Marat...i housewife cause we are from pune. So in my family there are four members my mom, dad, elder sister and me. In Pune, we had a 2000sqft plot and in 1000sqft we already had a small house of 1bhk and my dad was thinking of building two one-room kitchen so he can rent it and earn some more money. So this was happening long back when I was 13-14 years. As I left Detective Mays told me that I would be notified about a trial date. I had lunch and drove home. I went out to the box and retrieved my mail to see Wendy and Nancy walking toward me. At least mentally, I braced.Wendy said, “We’re sorry, X. Horton was holding some extramarital information over us that went out the window when we were arrested. Our husbands have agreed to forgive us though we will be gang banged hard as penance for the next three meetings of our group. Both want you at. Once before when she was riding The Wall, the rope had released while she was suspended. That had been very bad.The timer served a number of purposes. One was that The Wall and other forms of restraint could be used without another person being there to release the slave. It also kept the slaves from influencing how long a punishment or torture would last. No amount of begging or screaming could make the ice melt faster. There was also the uncertainty of the time. How long the ice took to melt. "Did you flash for them intentionally?" I asked. She nodded. "Tell me about it" When I went into the garden, hanging out the washing, I knew they were looking at me from an upstairs window. So I bent over the wash basket more than I needed to, so my dress would ride up. Sometimes I stretched up for the washing line knowing my short summer dresses would finish up nearly to my waist. I could hear them whisper to each other in hushed tones." My cock got very hard and my heart beat faster. "Carry.