My uncles had still not reached home.After 20 minutes when I reached old house I saw a person guarding that house with desi gun in his hand. I was not...sure but I had this feeling my mom was inside there.After sometime when he went to pee I covertly went inside house. There were many rooms , I started looking each one and in one room I saw my mom. Her both hands were tied with rope which was tied to ceiling where fans are fitted.She was weeping, I called mom and went near her.She was very happy. She could feel the turds exiting her raw asshole and sliding down between her legs. One lodged against the clamping mechanism on her vagina and stayed there. Glad to be rid of the pressure of the water she thanked Tumen for small favors and ignored the feeling of the turd against her soft pussy.The man had left and she watched as the contents of her intestines dribbled to the floor. The soap foamed as it exited her ass and made bubbles on the floor. She now knew the purpose for the floor drain. Perhaps he didn’t know or didn’t care but he was growing nearer to them and their kind. Gladly she’d bide her time feasting on his love as though it was some tasty morsel of flesh, dripping with the sweet taste of human blood. He’d become the frog agreeing on taking the scorpion across the pond, anticipating the worse. The worse was being turned into a vampire when he thought he’d be damned forever. On the other hand it would lead him to the mother he was anxious to understand and to be. Yes, she was short - maybe 5' 1" - but her figure was compact and she had a decent set of breasts on her chest. Stephanie had a nice set of B-cup tits and she loved buying the kind of sexy demi-bras and lingerie that accentuated her petite body.Of the many lost dreams that Stephanie didn't think she'd ever realize was the desire to meet an attractive sexy man, fall deeply in love, and have babies with him. Stephanie shared the normal dreams of romance, courtship and marriage that most girls.