Wo ek dum kadak maal tha maano langoor ke haath me angoor a gaya…Me to bus use hi dekhte raha wo jaha bhi jaati meri nazar uspar hi rahti…Wo coupl... mere se thode door left side baithe the aur me to bas usse hi dekhte raha.Kai baar usne muje bhi dekha ki me use ghoor raha hu lekin usne avoid kiya..Fir wo waha se chala gaye aur fir mere friend ka phone aya fir me bhi waha se chala gaya..Agle din fir me akela hi aya aur me beach ke maze le raha tha lekin wo couple nahi dikh rahe the ..Mai dusri. ??????????????????????? ???????????CHAPTER TWO Alisonsleeps long and deeply, too exhausted to even dream. By the time she starts tocome to, the sun is already high in the sky and her bladder is bursting. Thelittle clock on the bedside table reads almost teno?clockas she groggily tries to sit up, brought up short by the chain attached to hercollar. That and the throbbing ache of the rings and shafts piercing her sexflesh remind her instantly of who and what she hasbecome. She can hear Fiona. And as I get closer, the paff, paff sound accompanies a spasm of shadow. And I see that there is light – some light – filtering from far away down the hallway. And now Paff I can see his boots. Paff his ripped cargos. And I find it funny that I don’t have the shotgun ready. Paff I can see his shredded, bloody sweater. Paff andhis matted, grungy hair, whipping back and forth as he smacks his head into the brick wall. Paff. Paff. ‘Cypress?’ I whisper. In a blink, he shoots from the corner. Things that she had always denied herself and needed me, her son, to force upon her. Things that would horrify the church members if they knew.I was still far away from an orgasm and I began to wonder if dad would finally catch his wife and son in a very compromising position. This needed something more drastic to conclude this evenings pleasure. Returning both my hands to the top of her head I ordered, "Put your hand between your legs and finger yourself slut!"Mother hates when I call her a.