Comparing a duck egg to a chicken egg, if you will forgive my ridiculous comparison, is like comparing Swiss chocolate to homemade fudge.One Saturday ...orning, as we gathered for our weekly indulgence, Peter, who was one of the three, then intrigued us with an incredible story of his previous evening’s activities. Andrew and I were captivated by the tale that unfolded about his visit to The Dungeon Bar.Even though Andrew and I had heard about The Dungeon Bar before, we had never visited the. At midweek, Denny, as duty person had been precipitously awakened by an alarm. In a daze he focused on the flashing red light on the outline for the "Trader" on the alarm board. Denny had given the Flock a laugh when he regaled them with his consternation on seeing the full outline of the vessel. The AI's repetitious announcement of "Port Side Passenger" broke into his consciousness and he had toggled to the hull view. He saw a suited figure hanging onto the grip by the No 5 hatch holding up. "One more before I have to go?" she asked me.I nodded happily. She turned around straddling my head. Then smiled broadly as she leaned across to the box of groceries and took something from the top of the box. I wondered what it could be, briefly at least, because she was moving back to position her wet and warm pussy in reach of my mouth, and I reached up to tease her with my tongue.As I did so, she moved her hand and I felt something nudging the entrance to my pussy. I stopped my teasing,. Then that member said to my mom that it is completely her mistake and she will be punished.Some of the men started shouting ” punish the witch, she wants to kill our children”. I was getting a notion that these men were paid by sunil.Then a member sitting at middle stood up and said something which was unimaginable and mom and I were totally shocked to hear. He said “she is a witch and we will punish her,she will be made to walk totally nude in whole village.”My mom started crying and she went.