“I think my husband has some in the house, let me go look,” she said as she scurried in the house. I was in a complete trance watching her ass jig...le up and down as she lightly jogged to the front door, my cock must have been watching too because it started to twitch again. A moment later she returned with a pan full of tools. “I hope what you’re looking for is in here. My husband is a lazy slob and doesn’t know how to fix anything so he doesn’t care for many tools.” I grinned at the comment. ‘Peanuts – her ear-rings will cost twenty times that, perhaps forty. I saw her on video when I was with Fitzgerald in Frisco the other day.’ ‘Oh that’s helpful. What’s she like?’ ‘Skinny, wrinkles engineered out with a big nose and wears expensive clothing and accessories and walk as if she were the Queen of France.’ ‘That’s very helpful Donovan. Thank you.’ Donovan looked for signs of sarcasm but saw none. The tone of her voice didn’t give her away but her wording had sarcasm written all over. While I was being raped, someone put another bottle in my mouth and I gagged on the liquid, but I drank it anyway. And then he was shooting a load in my ass, his hot fluids filling me up.--- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- ---Guilty Until Proven Innocent: Chapter 5: The PartyI’m not sure if I was raped again after that or not. The next thing I remember was waking up in the too hot shower again, with scalding water coming down on my nude form. Someone yelled at me to clear myself up, and then I. I was only wearing loose knickers and I had not worn any undergarment. When I was standing in the top of the ladder aunty stood below holding the ladder so that it will not slip. She saw my penis and balls inside the knickers. She laughed and said "what — a big boy like you not wearing underwear — do you want your 'muththa' ( Tamil word for penis) to be free for action always." I blushed on hearing her word and in a silly way tried to cover it by grabbing my penis and balls. This made aunty to.