“Era”, a female voice said. It was Shelly just outside the bedroom. Era called back to her as she pulled the sheet over us. “Shelly, we are here...please come in.” Shelly entered the master bedroom and was immediately embarrassed. “I am sorry, I thought you asked me to come in.” “Shelly, it is ok, you know me, Mike and I have nothing to hide from you, we are family.” “Thank you, Era, I just want to let you know Jack is in his bed, in his room, should be asleep soon, and I was going to go.”. I saw I easily had enough room to turn around so I pulled next to the wall, circled and started out. Once I was lined up, I backed up to the center of the cave, and shut the big truck down.Climbing out, I picked up my rifle and looked around. I could see a pair of doors, and I walked over to them. A plaque on them said: 'Storage room A.' I opened the door and went inside. The room was about thirty feet square with rows of shelves that went up to the ceiling, thirty feet above. There were. I screamed as loud as I Could. Lying on the ground I remembered watching through the slit as mom stopped pooping abruptly and stood up quickly tying up her churidaar pajama. As she opened the toilet door she saw me lying on the ground and crying with pain.“Oh No! What happened baby?”, she quickly came to me and inquired. “I fell..”, those were my word before I fell unconscious.When I regained consciousness , I found myself in the master bedroom. My father ,sister and mother were all present in. Each guy took turns fucking her and pumping more and more baby batter into her waiting pussy. Soon the room was full of not only the sounds of sex, grunting from the guys as well as gasps, moans and some hissing from Karen, but the aroma as well. That’s a pretty heady atmosphere to say the least.I looked over at Jill and I could see this was having an effect on her. She started rubbing her breasts with one hand and her mound with the other. One of the black guys beside her moved closer then.