Shaheen saw me staring at her, snapped at me and said, “What are you looking at, Boy, come on get up and show me what have you got inside your pants... Your Fathima Ma’am was boasting a lot about you and your lund (cock in Hindi), let me see the cock which made my bhabhi so happy and got her pregnant.”I was literally shocked, terrified hearing her use vulgar words. But I meekly stood up, pulled my T-shirt over my head and dropped it on the floor, revealing my 19-year-old muscular upper body to. He positioned the swollen head of his organ at the opening of my vagina and firmly pushed it into me. I gasped as the huge head slipped into me. He began to thrust his organ, into my vagina with slow, gentle jabs. I was loosening up slowly now. My father-in-law's bulbous head was stretching the walls of my vagina, wider with every stroke. With a huge forward thrust, his organ head slammed up against the back of my vagina, right up against my cervix. My eyes almost popped out of their sockets as. I found my bunk and just sat on my bed, looking at my watch as it moved faster than I’ve ever wanted. I fell asleep only to be woken up twenty minutes later by my crying mother. There my family stood, telling me any possible horrible situation that could occur. I only handed them one of the walkie talkies.“Here these will be my communication system, I’ll check in everyday until I reach either D.C or Baltimore. Once I do I’ll come get you guys ok?” My family gave me a nod as they left with hugs. She thanked him and said it was nice to meet him. He just drove away. She walked the rest of the way back to the hotel as several additional men drove slowly by and enjoyed the view. When she got back to the hotel she went to our room, showered and changed into a business dress suit. The skirt went to just above her knee and she let the jacket open a little, showing nice cleavage and a little part of her black lacy bra. She wore a black lacy boy cut panties and black thigh-highs. She wore no.