? Your mother likes to play these ‘games’ with me.? I would never abuse your Mother.? I love her very much.?? ? ? ?There was a pregnant pause.? Me...an was thinking about what I said.? It was obvious that she was skeptical of my answer to her.? I was wondering where she would go with her questions.? I didn’t know how to change the topic.? ? ? ??Jack, she was naked.? Your were naked, and it looked like you were hurting her.? I saw whip marks on her, and she was struggling.? Mother was gagged, but. Maine thurant unko gaand se utha liya aur mere dono hath unki gaand pe the.Mummy ne dhire se ufff kaha par kuch boli nhi.Phir unhone niche utharne ko kaha.Mera lund pura thana huya tha aur niche aate hue mummy ka haath mere lund pe padh gaya.Maza aa gaya mujhe, mummy bina kuch kahe chali gayi.Pura din guzarne laga aur raat ho gayi. Helpers chutti par the isliye mummy ko pura kaam krna pada aur wo tired ho gayi. Maine jab mummy se pucha to wo boli kamar me dard ho rha hai.Maine kaha mai oil. I barely heard any of it though as I mostly tried to figure out how a boy could love me just because I'd kissed him once by accident. That's what it had been too. An accident. I would have kissed anyone just to make Licorice jealous, it just happened to be that Jeremy had been in the right place at the right time. He couldn't love me for that, I decided. Probably he'd been teasing me, I hoped."Are you crazy?" I stared at Licorice. "I'm not gonna ask my mom if she wants to have a threesome!". It was futile to resist as I was half carried and half dragged towards a chair by the window. I was practically thrown into the chair, the strong f***e holding me securely in place and not letting me rise. Through a crack in the curtains, I could see Mary still tending the flower beds. Once, twice, I called to her, but although my voice resounded clearly in my head, no sound was emitted. Mary looked so far away, as if outside of this room were a completely different world. My attention was.