After discovering my mother wasn’t dead, I laid holy hell upon the whole damn lot of them. One year later I still refused to allow them in my home o... talk to them. April wasn’t involved in that stunt thank goodness. If she was, I may have filed then and there. Only because of April’s begging, did I start talking to her family again. But only after I gave them a dire warning and a promise, “NO MORE FUCKING JOKES or the lot of you will never see me again!”Things tamed down and eventually we. As soon as I entered the bedroom I couldn’t hold any longer. I removed my track pant and wore a condom.She was just laid back looking at me. I slept on her and tried to put my dick in her pussy. She helped but I couldn’t feel anything except its tight. But couldn’t feel her skin.I slowly started stroking. She said “Gattiga (harder)”. I pushed hard. She said “Gattiga dhengu(fuck harder)”I was shocked as its rare hear Telugu lady saying dirty words in Telugu. I was fired up. She started moaning. The same went for the bunk container with three bodies in there, tied to the frames of the bed. All the corpses were in a high state of decomposition so they’d been there for a couple of weeks at the very least. There was really no way to tell who was who.“What kind of men would do such a thing?” Gogra asked, once he’d recovered from having seen the carnage. “I will never forget that sight.”I didn’t answer Gogra. There really wasn’t anything to say, even though I had thought the very same thing. It was strange; Ana always kept the bed neatly every morning before leaving…Upon closer inspection I could see a very huge white stain in the middle of the sheets. I was not hard to figure out it was a cum stain, just that.I had been outside for a long full week and I had often told my sweet babe that I did not mind if she decided to take a stud in my place.But Anita always had given me the same old line: that she did not need anyone but me; saying I was endowed enough for her tight cunt,.