The group waited for more but nothing more was coming."What caused the error then?" the woman tried.Brock stared at her for a moment."What caused the ...rror?" he repeated. "Is that an existential question? You know, why do bad things happen to good people and all that?" No, it's a serious inquiry?" the woman said. "What caused the error?" A bad throw," Brock replied. "I would have thought that was evident. Did you watch the game?" I watched the game," the woman said indignantly."Then you know. I was waiting for an opportunity like this,Me – (made sure my mother was busy) sure, come.I was sitting on a sofa and I asked her to sit in front of me, down. She did that. She was wearing brown color chudihar and was not wearing her pallu. If seen properly I was able to see some part of her boobs. I asked her to bend her neck forward and she did that. I slowly put my hands on her and started massaging her neck, this continued for around 5-10 minutes.I slowly started an conversation, I said. As I told you dad loved to show off mom to other males to make them jealous. He went a step ahead and frequently invited five rude men of my colony who have dirty record of rude behavior to women. Two of them are auto drivers and regular visitors to brothels. I often saw them bringing girls to their house which they use for this purpose. That house is just beside our house. From my room window I can clearly see what they are doing with these girls because we are on first floor.After dawn the. When the bag was empty, I closed the valveand left the nozzle inside Jacqueline. I placed my hand softly on herbloated abdomen and gently pressed. Jacque moaned again."Jacqueline, you will have to wait for ten minutes before you can expelthe nastiness inside you. Just lie there and bear it. You have to do whata woman has to do." Ten minutes was a long timer that large amount ofenema fluid. It would be very uncomfortable.I pressed one more time and then moved my hands to his breasts and.