I said I won’t scream and he removed his hand from my mouth and I told them to please let my son go.Goon: your son had placed a bet on the match of ... lakh and he lost. We are here just to take the money.Me: what?Goon: your son will be with us till you don’t pay.I was so angry on my son and pleaded to them I don’t have money please let my son go. I fell on their feet and was holding their hands. My boobs were completely out I could see both of them taking pleasure on seeing it. The goon then. I kick off my trainers and fall onto the bed. He looks at me, consuming me with those deep eyes. I open my belt while he takes off his shoes, socks and pants. I lick my lips to egg him on.Louis moves onto the bed and pulls off my pants. He lies down next to me and bites my shoulder while his hand grabs my cock and balls. I let him play with my body. His touch is heavy but not too rough. I love how he handles me, but I need cock. I tell him. Louis turns onto his back, his legs spread.I pull down. "Good morning Cindy," Sam said."Hello Sam, is mom around?" she asked calmly."Sure, she is back in the conference room. Would like coffee?" he asked. I know that killed him. since Sam hated to get coffee for anyone. He found it demeaning."No we are good," Cindy said as she moved to stand in the doorway of the conference room. She turned her attention to me. "Hello mom. how are you?" she asked.There were no hugs or anything like it. It would have been hard, since I didn't recognize her at all. "I. “Put your fucking dirty eyes back into your head and follow me, there are some people I want you to meet tonight.”I picked up the drinks, winked at Linzey before she moved onto the next customer and followed David to a round table on the other side of the room. A large man was sat at the table, although large doesn’t really do him justice, he was huge. He reminded me a little of Les Dawson, well dressed, pretty good looking but very overweight. David sat down opposite him and they shook hands.