.AAH". Monica was shouting with pain and excitement. She was equally fingering her pussy. She was the happiest woman of the whole world this night get...ing the pain she wanted so badly. This pain, she kept inside her so that her son does not suffer in the course of life. But she never expected that in spite of these things, she will get this pain and that too from her son for whom she sacrificed her life. As time passed by, they began to get more excited. Ronnie increased his pace and as their. The sea the temperature of a warm bath 80 deg F (26 deg C). Yep you've got it paradise.My fellow back packers were from all over the world. A large contingent from California enjoying the surf and several luscious females from Sweden. A dusky maiden from Maine and sultry blonde from Boston. There was even a POHM (me).All in all a very mixed bunch all getting on with each other and having fun.Until that is my gender orientation was questioned. Whether in fun or not my honour was insulted and had. The guy and I just looked at each other and raised our eyebrows! We saw him a couple more times walking around and he would just look at Dianne and smile. We saw him in the pool later that week , I was laying out and Dianne went to the poolbar. I saw Dianne talking to the guy, I just laid back and waited for my wife. Dianne came back and I asked her what took so long. She then told me whar happened. That she went to the poolbar, she was standing waiting to order a drink and our old guy. I should have let that bastard kill me. I cleaned up and went to my room. I could hear my dad and brothers taken turns r****g that poor woman. They must have been too rough because I could hear her screams of pain all the way up to my room. I started to cry knowing that underneath it all I maybe different but I cause some of the pain.There was a knock on my door and it opened. Tara walked in. She was dressed like a slut. Her brown here was in a ponytail. She had on a V-neck shirt. That showed.