I reached for her tits and began to feel her nipples `you bastard` she growled `you`re making my pussy ache` I slipped my hand inside her blouse and u...der her bra finding a hard nipple and began to squeeze it between my finger and thumb. Bt now she was so excited she was panting and gasped``i want you to fuck me` `ok, but where`. `my place but you promise never to breathe a word` `never` i replied.As we drove to her place she held onto my cock only letting it go to change gear. I managed to. Tried to enter the place escaping from the grip of tough guys.. and inside two were following me and I was searching in every room desperately I was breathing heavily with what they were telling about my mom in the tea hut, finally I saw Ramesh standing in front of me I paused and looked at him still breathing heavily.. the boys who were chasing me were stopped by him and asked them to leave us alone.. I asked him.. “Where is my mother? What have you done to her?”He smiled at me and replied.. “. Ek din main dopahar mein so raha tha.meri aankh khuli to main pani pine kitchen mein gaya.Mujhe mom ka darwazwa band lag raha tha.Maine Mom ki khidki se andar jhankar dekha to main dekhta hi rah gaya.Maine Meri mom so rahi thi.Uncle ne mom ki saadi upar utha rahe the tabhi mom jag gayi aur boli ye kya kar rahe ho.Uncle mom se wole Puja maine bahut dino se chudai nahi ki hai mera man chudai ka ho raha hai please mujhe shant kar do mom woli main ek sadi suda hu.Aap aisa kaise kar sakte tabhi. Sex quite simply no longer appealed to her. The last time she'd had an enjoyable sexual relationship was when she worked at the Reigate Refugee Centre and that was with a man who was neither a Muslim nor a Jew, but a non-religious Nigerian. Tamara no longer associated sex with pleasure. Sometimes it was the memory of physical abuse that troubled her, but bizarrely she was most often reminded of it on those occasions when the nursing care for which she was now employed most resembled her former.