We did not want to risk your lives by telling you too soon, and thus lose one or both of you. We knew after your return that, if you found out who Bla...kheart was, you would go hunting him. Violet would of course go with you and we could lose you both in the process. We understood hiding these facts from you would drive you to distrust or even hate us. We would have been able to endure that, if it meant that both of you were alive. In time, once you had your own family, you may have even come to. The last thing she remembered was her eyes rolling up into her head before she passed out.* * * “The pig’s awake!” The voice came to her through a thick haze of pain and confusion. She tried to open her eyes but they were swollen from the crying. She opened her mouth to say something but she felt hands holding the side of her head and a thick cock rammed itself home in her mouth. She gagged but he kept it all the way in, fucking the back of her throat, balls slapping against her nose. She was. “I’m tiredand I want to sit down and relax before I have to makedinner.”Lannie’s face fell and she looked pouty anddisappointed.“Moooom,” she whined.“Lannie, later on we can…fool around, okay?”“C’mon,” Lannie whined, gripping Susan’s hand andpulling it up under her crop top.Susan felt the heat of her breast, felt her hardnipples. She sighed and slid both hands up under thelittle crop top, cupping and squeezing. Anwar watched the woman approach and sit down behind the man. Anwar decided that the drunk was perhaps 30 or 35, while the woman was maybe 19 or 20. The man’s rural Sindhi was hard for Anwar to follow. He looked at the drunk and the woman and struggled to follow what was being said. He was used to a more urban Sindhi, with lots of Urdu (main national language) words thrown in.His driver Ali, a Sindhi himself began to translate what Anwar couldn’t follow.The man’s name was Ghulam Shah; he was a.