Mom was Jolene, Dad was Robert.The older girl was Bettina. She was nineteen. She helped Mom with the kids and the chickens and the garden and worked a... the drug store to help with the bills. Travis had a hard time looking away from her slim, trim body, her cute butt and her dark satiny skin. But he caught himself, shook it off. This was the south.“How many of you are there living in your house?” Travis asked.“Seven,” Bettina said. “Our grandmother lives with us too.”Travis cut several long,. Each forced whore has to endure endless assaults on her body because these bastards have only to pay when they entered the cells.Most of them have just payed a little entrance fee and will stay all evening playing with the chained girls outside their cells in that awfull spread- tongue stretched position.They will stand before each and every girl and start forcing her to kiss them long and deeply , sucking on their tits entering their cunts and ars with all their fingers and forcing the whore. And one to grow on. There! Very nice work, Bradley ...I almost felt that last one myself. Oh, poor Violet, look at you, your legs are trembling... Yes, it’s hard to stand like that in high heels for so long. Straighten up by all means. First position. You’re a very brave girl. Isn’t she, Bradley? Turn around and let me see if Brad has done a good job on you. Oh yes, I’d say so. Your cheeks are quite red...and ohhh, your skin feels like it’s on fire! Bradley, would you. Now back to story when I came to Hyderabad one day she came to my home to talk with my mom at that time also she give me some naughty smile to so I understand that still she want me then immediately.I went out from my house and waiting for her outside of my house and after some time talking with my mom she came out and am standing near to her door. I told hi to her but she did not given any response to me and opened door and again I told her shall we talk but she didn’t give any response to me.