The inspection team consisted of two males and one female.They were totally incompatible with each other and worked more at cross-purposes rather than...as a functioning team. The two males were called Donald and Oscar and I labeled them “Donald Duck and Oscar Wilde”. Actually it was more an insult to the beloved cartoon character and the sexually confused Poet. They both started some private interrogations of the younger girls in the family using some strange techniques that were illegal in most. Go back to your rich lover! Go fuck him. Just leave me the fuck alone. Okay!" I said. She turned and left. I knew for a fact she was tearing up now. Well, hell, maybe she felt a little guilt for what she'd done to me. How fucking appropriate.I'd always been among the first to arrive at work in the morning, but since I'd lost my inspiration that was no longer the case. I mean what was the point. I'd worked my ass off to set us up so we could live well, and now—well—there was no "we" anymore.. Without warning, silent as a mouse, my mother was infront of me with a roll of toilet paper."Let me clean that semen up for you hunny, unless you want to take another shower?" she said with a concerned look. I was stunned, but gladly accepted what was happening right now without any hesitation, not thinking about it properly."That would be fantastic, thank you mom I love you so much" I firmly replied as I covered my eyes with my arm, giving her full access to my body."Love you even more, you. Ab toh mujhe tumaari gaand maarni hogi.”Main bola, “Hameed bhai jitni maarni hai maardo. Main aap ke pyaar ke liye tayyar hu.” Woh yeh sun kar bohut khush hua. Usne apni seat peeche kar di aur bola aao mere upar baith jao. Main apni seat se unki seat par chala gaya.Hameed ne mujhe apne lund par bitha diya aur zor se apni lund ko meri gaand ke suraakh mein daal diya. Main dard ke maare cheekhne laga. Hameed zorse ab mujhe chodne laga aur main zor zor se cheekhne laga. Fir Hameed ne kaha, “Mud.