"I have to get the rubber," I said. I had it in my pocket, but I thought it was time to let her wait. When I came back, she was sound asleep. "Moth...r, I have the rubber," I said in a normal voice. There was no response so, I went to my own bed and slept until ten in the morning.As I was finishing my breakfast, mother came into the kitchen and went through her normal routine of brewing coffee and sipping it before saying a word. "Morning Johnny." Morning mom," I responded.Following several. Now the pain slowly decreased and started to get pleasure. He started to fuck faster. Now it’s a heaven feeling and I was shouting little louder. There comes the problem.Suddenly, we heard the footsteps and the sound says, there should be more than a one. Karthik released his cock and we both tried to reach our clothes, but our bad luck, two guys were standing in the entrance of the room with the evil smile on their face. Both had a very strong built body, should be in their early 30s and brown. Unable to prevent it, you heard yourself moan, "Oh yesssss. I want you! Use me, pleeeeease!"Another man took his place. You knew that many of these men knew you. You knew that you would never know who fucked you. After tonight, each man you meet...at work, in the supermarket, in restaurants, even on the streets...might be a man who had fucked you, used your warm, soft, wet pussy for his own pleasure. Another orgasm washed over you, another wave of pleasure. You welcomed this one,. “All the same. I’d like you to accept this, purely as a gift of thanks.” And with that I produced a long, slender gift-wrapped box. Emma carefully unwrapped the gift, opened it and let out a gasp of surprise. I had purchased or rather commissioned a diamond studded, pleated white gold necklace. The gift proved to be well chosen for Emma had nothing adorning her milky white neck and I took the precaution of preparing for the inevitable barrage of protests that followed. What seems expensive to.