Take care of her. You’re her son. It’s your job to please her in your father’s place.”He stumbled to her, moaning, “It’s incest.”“I kn...w,” I shuddered. “Eat that cunt that birthed you. You came from that hole. You deserve to feast on it. To make your mother cum again and again.”He bent over and nuzzled his face into his mother’s cunt. I grinned, so glad to teach him this delight. I climbed up onto the table. It swung beneath me. I held undid the belt and set my tulwar on the side. Then I opened. ” Maine uske samne gusse se dekha aur fir farmhouse ke guest area mein sofa par baithi.Tabhi thodi der mein ek Fortuner gadi aai. Aur usme se tin patthe jese unche unche mote mote log nikle.Un tino ne white kurta aur pajama pehna hua tha. Hath aur gale mein sone ki moti moti chain thi. Fir driver bhi nikla. Woh bhi kafi lumba aur muscular tha. Charo rang se kale kale the. Woh charo andar aye.Main khadi ho kar smile dene lagi aur boli, “Main Parul Parikh hu. Mere boss Mr. Ajit ne apse milne ke. He pulled my head back and forth in rhythm with his cock. The rhythm quickened and he forced himself down my throat again. I was choking when I felt his semen flood down my throat. I was forced to swallow. When he had finished cuming he took his cock out of my mouth and rubbed it all over my face."Now I've fucked and cum in your three holes. You're a proper slut now. A three hole fuck toy." He turned and got himself a beer and went to watch TV. I was defeated. I had been degraded, humiliated. Brenda handed the bottle of wine to Tabatha. I could use a glass or two of this right now but my place is a mess and my kitchen isn't unpacked yet Tabatha exclaimed. Brenda invited her into her place and told her to get comfortable. As Brenda led Tabatha into her apartment, Tabatha looked Brenda up and down. She had always found Brenda very hot but the whole thing with Rob made that impossible. Tabatha made herself comfortable on the couch and waited for Brenda to sit down after pouring them.