(There was an old man who lived on the other side and he could see in the back yard too. He would stand at his window, obviously jacking off, as he wa...ched Mom.)Of course Ken was going to push his advantage and began talking to Mom. She didn't bother to cover herself as she talked with him. While Dad was on one of his road trips, she asked Ken to look at a plumbing problem under the kitchen sink. I stayed in my room but I caught most of what was going on. It was like a scene from a porn film. He pulled his cock out swiftly, with a popping sound, then a splash of his cum draining out mixed with the blood from my torn sphincter.I held myself in a tight fetal ball letting the waves of emotions and sensations course through me. He said,“You good boy, I see you again, yeah?”I nodded, still too stunned to speak, as he pulled up his shorts and left me alone in the clearing. I held myself and began crying, coming down from such an intense orgasm, the residual pain in my ripped sphincter,. I was ready for a long and frustrating day until Mike asked to borrow my phone before we set off. I asked him why and he said it was a surprise! I handed him my Blackberry and he disappeared upstairs. When he handed it back he whispered a word I had never heard before in my ear, ToothTalk. I looked at him with a What the fuck are you talking about look on my face and he laughed and pointed at my phone. As we set off, I took my phone out of my pocket and realised that it had been muted. I then. So we were left with cummed faces, tied hand and on our knees watching football. After 20-25 minutes my hands started hurting. So I asked Sir to untie me. I asked Birva how her hands were not paining. Sir told me that this was not her first time and she has spent hours tied up like this.Sir untied us and told us not to wash our faces. Instead, go out like this and bring something to eat. Both of us covered our faces with a scarf and went out.After a few weeks, Sir decided to have fun with us.