I slowly crept onto the stitching room. Mom was still inside the cabin crying where as Pradeep was in the next room having a drink. within a few secon...s he came out of the cabin towards my mom. I hid under a pile of clothes. He carried my mom onto the stitching room and laid her onto the table.He hugged her for some time and asked her,” Will you tell me something?”Mom didnot say anything.“Does your hubby satisfy your sexual desire,”Mom was silent. She still was weeping.“How often does he fuck. Whenever you’re in the bathroom, try it. You’ll enjoy it like anything”.She replied, “No bhaiya, I am very afraid and also not sure how to do it. Why don’t you help me? You said na that we usually do it after watching porn. So why don’t we do it after we watch porn together”.I instantly refused by telling her that it would be very inappropriate and weird.She said, “Arre nahi bhaiya, I am your sister after all. It is not wrong and I think there is nothing weird with family members seeing each. "Stay in the position until you are told otherwise!" The woman snapped. The girl's legs were burning where the cane had struck, and she wanted to rub them, but she knew better. This was not the first time the cane had cracked against her pale flesh. Obediently, she locked her fingers behind her head again, elbows pointing out, and followed the woman.The woman stopped at a point directly in front of the row of chairs where the men watched. She then attached the chain to another chain that hung. Her new husband insisted that she had to stay like that until she had brought the hotel porter to full conclusion in her mouth taking every drop of semen into her stomach.Not quite what she had expected as her first bridal duty on her honeymoon night but nonetheless she could see hubby thrilling.As the honeymoon progressed, whenever they rang for room service or required any assistance at all in the room the male staff members rushed to attend. Each one was favoured with her mouth or the.