She could hear her boyfriend trying to break free but couldn't see him. She was so scared of what he must think of what was happening. She was being t...rned into a slut and she had no control over the situation. As they continued to take turns fucking her, they would bite and slap her. Pinching and twisting her nipples, flicking her clit. She tried to resist, as much agony as she was in, she felt her pussy get wetter and wetter, her hips grinding against the men r****g her uncontrollably. She. Mom: Sirf taaref hi karoge ya kuch aur bhi karne ka iraadha hai.I was shocked to hear such words from my mom. When anyone sees my mom they feel that there would be no other lady as pious and innocent as my mom. But here she was lying on the bed naked leaving her shame behind and that too with my best friend who I felt as if my brother was over her.As I was thinking all these suddenly I heard a voice, “Ouchhhhhh….. mmmm.” It was my mom.Mom: Aaram…se..baba…uffff yahin hoon kahin nahi. The hide was finally cut and I sat by the fire to watch the fish and make some long strips of leather from the remains of the hide.We ate the burnt smoky fish as if from the finest restaurant.Corinne had to be fitted and came many times as I put the skirt to her for measurements. Holes were made with the knife. I wanted the skirt to look nice so I made the holes only an inch apart. Any puckers would be small.We ate more fish and eventually the portion in the coals too. The skin was pealed off. ”He lifted the skirt and looked down and started chuckling with me then asked “Got some panty hose? Maybe that will make them look better.”I rummaged in my dresser for a pair of dark panty hose and handed them to him. He looked at the wad of nylon, “Those are supposed to fit you? They’re all fucking shriveled up!”“They’ll stretch, if they were bigger they’d be like baggy and loose. Put ‘em on.”My brother sat on the edge of my bed and worked the hosiery over his feet and up the calves of his.