Her fellow countrymen did not resist, their spirit having been broken by their betrayal at the hands of their own leaders. Escape was nearly impossibl.... Internal transmitters linked to the GPS and a central computer had been inserted surgically into the peritoneal cavity of every slave, providing a record of their every movement. Punishment for escape was severe. The few who tried were soon broken by the floggings and long periods of solitary confinement on skimpy rations that were their reward. My mom usually takes bath in the morning itself. She was wearing a tight short and tight t-shirt. Her back was just inviting me to grind her. I slowly went and hugged her from behind.Mom: Oh son, you woke up! How did you sleep last night?Me: I selpt fine, mom. What are you making for breakfast?I put my hands on her hips and my cock was instantly rock hard and between her ass crack! I was sure she must have felt my dick too.Mom: Bread omlet. Go freshen up and we both can have breakfast. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-The large wire-framed fan blew fetid cool air onto Harry’s leaden body. Polluted by heat, sweat, perfume and the thick musk of sex, he laid motionless where he fell amidst the human wreckage. Empty and wrung out, his body ached in a patchwork of muscular pain. Scanning the room through bleary eyes, others barely moved and whimpered in contentment. One woman wore a whimsical smile and stared vacantly at the ceiling. A white frothy emulsion seeped from her scarlet engorged. “Mandy was on the edge of the bench top and I was muff diving... my first ever woman’s pussy and she was a forty years plus housewife and my tongue and face were buried in a rich musty mat of honeyed brown pubic fur. But I was excited. Her clit was prominent and easy to feel under my tongue and I was licking it how I hoped she would lick mine in a minute or two.“Oh My God” I went and my head shot up from between her legs.That frickin cucumber was being rimming around my arse. It was Roger the.