Nasser: “Lets take her to the bed. She is in deep need for some ****.”Satish: “I will do the honors”My brother was still unmoved. His dick has...become limp now. He was mute spectator to this ravaging of his mom. My mom pleaded with them: “Please leave me. I am like your mother”.Naseer: “Then assume we are madarchood (mother****er)”.Satish: “if you don’t co-operate we will tell everyone about your son.”At this moment my mom turned towards my son. He was looking at the floor. My mom bit her lips &. Not exactly impressive, but better than I thought I would have been pre-merge.Next I grabbed a few more pairs of socks to try juggling. I'd been no good at it before, but this time I improved rapidly and soon had three 'balls' going reliably. I tried four, but that was much harder.Then I had the idea of having each mind follow alternate balls, and taking turns controlling our hands as each mind needed them. After a little practice to get the timing right, I got that working quite well. Each. I frantically drew air through my nose as I was mouth fucked with glee. I could scarcely conceive of having so enormous a thing inside my painfully stretched cunt, yet beside the pain was a sensation of lascivious joy. Impaled by his gigantic truncheon, I felt like a cock hungry whore, and so sucked even harder on Master Colburn’s penis. This sent him over the edge, and he pulled out from my greedy mouth to send jet after jet of hot semen across my face. He covered my face with long, sticky. There were seldom any arguments or disagreements between us. Even our parents disagreed more than we did. We were pretty comfortable with each other. When we were alone, Karen catered to me. In return, often I would brush her hair for her.Then Karen came down sick. She ended up with am ear infection. I was very attentive to her. The doctor had put her on antibiotics to clear it up. We knew we had to be careful while she was on them due to making her birth control less effective.I got the shock.