My friend Vinay woke up and woke us all as well since it was getting late for another work day. Sravanti was already awake because of her daughter and...was feeding her and she went along with Vinay who would drop her at her place. While driving back home I was dreaming about the night what all happened and wished is raat ki subah na ho and suddenly remembered that I did not take her number. Immediately felt like calling Vinay and asking him but then he would get a doubt so I did not call him.. My Mother was basically talking to Dad while her own Son was fucking her pussy. Could life get any better? Finally about a minute later he was enough off the window that I could continue pounding her hard."Hurry, he's almost done" She took over for me on her clit so I could use both hands on her hips to slam into her."God I love fucking you Mom" I love it too, now come in me, hurry." I was getting close as I slid in and out of her pussy over and over again. I was on a mission, a quest, a task. Then, as suddenly as it started it was over and I was ordered to stand up. As quickly as I could I obeyed then, stood on shaking legs, rubbing the hell out of my burning cheeks!He did give me a little time to calm down and stop crying, not a lot, maybe 10 minutes. Knowing what was next I didn’t calm down much; my father had used a razor strop on me a few times while I was growing up and the burning memory of that was still pretty fresh. When he ordered me to get on the bed I didn’t hesitate a. I’m beginning to recognize some of the women from previous pictures. Several of them have been showing up repeatedly in the pictures I’ve been forced to go through over the past week. But there are thousands of pictures on my computer now. There must be hundreds of women being abused just like I am ... or worse.I finished going through the first dozen pictures of the evening and opened the next story on the list. It was disgusting almost from the first paragraph. It was about a young, white,.