Then I put on my makeup and my blonde wig and my escape perfume. Lastly, I inserted my small anal plug the one that is a gem.I opened a bottle of wine...and started chatting with men on the internet. After I had a couple of glasses of wine, I became very horny. I needed a real man to make me his woman. So I decided to get up and go out to a bar to find some company. I have checked myself in the mirror and I was hot. I took my purse with some money and my mobile and went out.I started walking in. Asli baat ab shuru hoti ,mera pyaar meri maa ke liye roj badta ja rha tha maine apne 12th ke exams diye the or me karib do mahine ke liye free tha.Mere dad ko bhi 8 months ke liye ship par jana tha.Me mom ko hamesha ghoorta rehta or unki khoobsurti ko niharta rehta.Ek din dad ne dinner table par sabko bataya ki wo parson ja rhe hain .Me bahut khush tha,kyunki me mom ke sath akela rehna chahta tha. Dad ke apne jaane ke baare me announce karne baad maine dekha ki wo mom ko naughty si smile de rhe. I was thankful for the water as otherwise I would have started feeling thirsty. But after having the desired amount of water I realized that the water did not stop and was still flowing in from the gag. I had to keep on drinking it to avoid chocking. The water flow was small so it was manageable.I lost track of time completely. I don?t know how many hours might have passed. I had to keep on changing my positions and unwillingly torture my various body parts. And the vibrators inside my holes. “Please…let me go…” the soft plea was barely above a whisper, as I winced, feeling one of the soaked fingers slide into me, filling up my anus cruelly. A scream tried to break free from me as the second was shoved in roughly, leaving me pressed against the wall, cloth, and stone rubbing against my sensitive nipples wantonly. To my amazement, my cock and nipples were hard, though it might have been the result of my girlfriends embarrassing sexual teasing in the past. My blush deepened next,.