Tiles par sperm ki bundelon padi thi. Fir main apne bedroom pahuncha. Safed chadar mein bohut saari salwatein thi. Humara bed aaj meri biwi ki santush...i ka gawah bana.Bedsheet mein Asha ki choot se nikle ras aur Rajveer aur Mohsin ke sperm ab sookh chuka tha. Poora kamra chudai ki khushbu se mehak raha tha. Poora ghar ghoomte hue mujhe har taraf meri biwi ki jabardast chudai ki kahani dikh rahi thi.Jo sochte hue mera lund bohut samay baad ek din mein doosri baar khada ho gaya. Main abhi wahan. “How was the party, Mum? Did you enjoy it?” I asked.Tears started to flow down my mother’s cheeks. I didn’t know why she was crying again, I just put my arm around her and pulled her close to me. Rather than soothing her, she simply increased the wailing. There was nothing for me to do except wait her out. Mum would have to stop soon.In the meantime, my mind travelled back to my sister and her awesome body. I remembered the firmness of her tits, I remembered even the heat my hand felt rubbing. It was only the meat they wanted."The black warriors also took advantage of these respites to ravish a selection of the prisoners. With such a large number they had as wide a choice as they liked but Glade was guiltily relieved to note that it was the men, particularly the younger ones, that they preferred. The women were mostly left alone, although some of the younger girls did not escape. Perhaps they'd been mistaken for boys.If anything, the trauma of rape was worse for the men than it was. I had been wishing it for ages in my head when he got up. "I'm knackered son I'm off to bed. See you in the morning, Have fun"... (have fun? oh I intended to, with my very sexy Mom;)I looked at you as you laid there on your back. Your big,heaving breasts moving up and down as you breath. The top 3 buttons were undone and I could see a little bit of your tit.Your little black skirt had ridden up above your knees but your legs were down and closed.I lifted from my chair when I heard my Dad shut.