She was desperately shy to start with and there were some tears but she said that offering to work for me was not just to make up for what her son had...done but also, in a way, revenge. It seems he was a complete tearaway and when he became big enough was not averse to knocking her about." Ugh! Is she small?" Yes and malnourished I'd guess. She's thin as a rake and her face is gaunt. However once she starts eating properly again I think she'll become very pretty."What does she look like?" Dark. .raat ko kafi baat karne ke baad sab soney ki tyaari karne lage…mere mummy papa apne bedroom mein chale gaye aur mein bhabhi ke saath us room mein akela ho gaya….Meri mummy jaate jaate boli ki beti kisi baat ki pareshaani mat manna aur jo cheez chaahiye mujhse maang lena…bhabhi ne ok kaha aur bathroom mein chali gayi…thodi dair baad jab woh lauti toh unhone mummi ki night gown pehan rakhi thi..chunki woh unke size ki nahi thi isliye woh kaafi loose thi unke hissab se…mein aur bhabhi fir lait. I thought nothing of it who would? After a little while I felt this hand on my thigh and moving gently up and down in a circular motion getting close to me cock each time. I gave a jump of surprise and moved his hand away. This seemed to do the trick and I settled down to watch the film. After a while I felt him getting up and moving out of the row. Some time later I went to the toilet for a pee. Imagine my surprise when I saw who I thought was the man that had touched my thigh earlier. He was. I sat there thinking of how two weeks previously I had promised to tell him I was going to leave if I didn’t start filming, but I never did. I continued to be his pet whore and that was the agony of being a sex addict. I truly was enjoying myself and the thought of being used was an amazing turn on. In the nearly 6 weeks that I had lingered here in Rudy’s service, I had fucked or sucked off well over 300 different men. That had to have been a record for me, since every day I was performing, but.