He looks around, and Roja is not around, just him covered under the blanket. He gets up and walks out to the hall, not realizing he was naked.Present ...n the hall is Prashant. Lata is pouring tea in glasses. They look at the naked guest of their house.Lata: Good morning dear, had a nice sleep? Shahid: Yes, thank you for being so welcoming to us.Prashant (smiled): Well, the pleasure is all ours.Shahid: Our clothes must be dry by now, right?Lata: No, dear, they are still a little. But still the pen didn't move, nor did any of the other objects.Shit, this is a bunch of crap. I pushed so hard on the sides of the SUV that I dented it, but I kept it from going off the road. Now I can't move a key or spin a damn ballpoint pen. This is beginning to piss me off.His temper started to build, though he attempted to rein it in, but the more he thought about the pen not moving, the angrier he became. Spin, you son-of-a-bitch, he seethed. Spin!There was a loud "wham" combined with a. I couldn’t believe that he would do this to his own daughter. He rode me like a dog. It was as if my ass was tearing open. He removed his dick and thrust it in my mouth. I drank his cum just like I did with my brother’s.Before he put his dick in my mouth he said that drink it just like your mother did.That was just the beginning. From that day onward I was the family whore. My dad and brother would take me whenever they wanted. Till that I could bear.But then they then started offering me to. "This is Mickey, say hello to Mickey princess." Hello Mickey," I responded; he was a large overweight biker-type guywith long scruffy greying hair about fifty or so I estimated.Mickey it transpired was a tattoo artist and body piercer; Mr Wiltoninstructed him to pierce my ears and navel."I could do her nipples as well," Mickey joked; but Mr Wilton just shookhis head and said, "No just her ears and belly-button for now; it willadd to her femininity, although I may have a lot more work for you to.