He carefully undressed her, which was simple because she was wearing just a loose colorful East Indian print dress. When she was naked he was actually...a bit in awe. Her body was like a Renaissance painting, not pillowy like a Reubens but rather plump and firm. The pink and ivory that graced her cheeks flowed down her shoulders and swelled over her breasts, belly, and hips. Between her strong thighs there was a generous thatch of curling gold. Some women might consider it an insult, but he was. Anne had to swallow some or suffocate. He yanked her head back and then let her go. All the while, the other cock had stopped thrusting, just resting in her womb while she took the semen from the other. Lift her. The order came from beneath. Hands lifted her still in a sitting position. Put her back. She felt herself being lowered again, only this time, his cock was positioned at her anus. Let her go. The hands dropped her onto him. His entry into her ass was violent, but again, her body. I discovered myself as being a gay guy by birth. I have two brothers and no sister at all. I am the third and last son of my parents. After I cleared 10+2 exam, I was admitted to a renowned college for admission into B.Com (Hons). I was compelled to stay in a college hostel as my native village is about 35 km from the heart of Imphal city. I was excited and nervous as well since it was my first time that I will be staying in a hostel for study in Imphal.After I got admitted there, my life has. Sally had been in love with me, it was the reason why she had submitted to doing those terrible things amongst the three of us. But what about mother? I remember how our attacker had chuckled when he had first touched mother's sex, his words to suggest she was already excited - that meant she was wet right? But why? Was this some kind of kinky fantasy of hers and if it was, did that mean it involved Sally or I?I was acutely aware of something else - the smell that was thick in the small bunker.