I sat on the other side of the bed and checked my phone for messages. Scott: Hey babe Scott: You there? I put my phone away. I couldn’t ignore him...forever but I was afraid to face him. I noticed that Dave kept looking at my breasts. I snapped my fingers at him, “My face is up here you know?” He chuckled, “You know, I’m pretty sure Scott is gonna be upset when he finds out”. Shit I’m screwed, but I decided to play dumb, “about what?” “You know…”, he winked at me. “Listen you can’t tell. But I never had had anything quite so thick in my ass before, and James' wife was relentless. She started pumping deep and fast right away, not giving me much time to get used to her hard rubber cock. Long deep strokes, all the way in, and back out till just the tip was inside. I felt so nasty! She reminded me constantly what a whore I was. "James was right, you are a slutty little white faggot! He knew you'd take it in the ass like you'd been doing it all your life, just like he knew he could. The only bright spots, with any man in my life, came from my brother-in-law, Charles. I was still living with my parents, in the basement of their home, so, when he visited with my sister, Janice, from their home in Wisconsin, he would always hug me when he arrived and again when he left. These hugs usually included a squeeze of one ass cheek and he was so sneaky that nobody else ever saw it. I was so thrilled by the liberty he was taking with me that I never said anything about this, even. This gave me a hard on. I was wearing a dhothi and it was very much visible. I tried to cover up before she came out. Ananya slowly came out of the room and stood opposite to me. I got very tensed. She spoke to me as she was drying her hair.Ananya: What happened to you? Why are you so tensed?Me: nothing. I am feeling hot and stuffy.Ananya: Is that so?Me: Yes (hesitantly)Ananya: Were you looking at something?Me: What? Looking? No? What do you mean?Ananya just gave a stare at my dhothi. My cock.