..." I was jacking off listening in on it. Sometimes I'd peek into your room and would watch you sucking cock, getting fucked in your cunt...or even ...our ass once! " Where the fuck did you learn this kind of language?" I asked.Steve laughed at me. "Oh come on mom, you don't think I haven't checked out porn? One of your "boyfriends" in the park let me borrow it." Who???" I ain't telling you. But what I am gonna tell you mom is that now you're fucked. You're fucked because now you're gonna. Stephanie froze, holding her breath. It seemed like an eternity as the bug clung onto her thigh. Each second, the fear within the girl fed upon itself until the bug fell off.The captive girl collapsed in her bonds, panting through her nose. Panting became sobbing. She wanted out of the basement. She would do anything ; absolutely anything. This was far worse than the stinging of the cattle prod or the lashing of the crop.Soon, the girl ran out of tears. The dull aches, eclipsed by her fears,. But when I waked up in morning I was shocked. I saw my uncle (my father’s brother in law) Shahul is sleeping next to me.I was in confusion that what I heard is dream or true. After this incident I got sex feelings on my mom. And whenever I had chance to sleep nearby, ill put my one leg on her and try to push my penis against her, but when she is sleeping. I also move the saree upwards smoothly up to thighs and smell it and feel it but one day I had her. On that day my father went to Bombay. So. He soon discovered that the woman was an incredibly conscientious worker, who never left her desk for lunch. The one exception to this was Friday. On Friday, the woman had a standing lunch date with her mother. It was touching, the man thought, that the woman would see her mother so often. He had spent a number of nights cramped in the space between the mother’s house and the one beside it. There, he watched the mother fuss over the woman, fixing her hair here or flattening a collar there. He.