I had been too preoccupied with my own situation to think about where they had been, but since she had been able to round them up on short notice, I h...ad to assume that they had just gone upstairs to another room of the house and had been warned to stay out of the family room while I was there. If that was the case, then they must have heard me screaming the day their mother put the weights on me for the first time. They must have known that their mother was torturing me, even if they did not. Wo door chali ja rahi thi wo bilkul waha jakar hi ruki jaha mene use apne sasur ke sath dekha tha,,Me bhi sab se nazre chura kar unke pass pahoch gaya, jai se hi pass pahocha wo boli ice cream nahi laye, me to wo khane ayi hu, mene kaha woto hamesha mere pass rakh ta hu. Mene turant us ka hath pakad kar jhadi ke peechce legaya,, jai se hi under pahoche wo mere per tut padi, aisa laga mano bahot dino ke bhukhe aadmi ko khana mil gaya,,, wo mere hoth chuse ja rahi thi aur ek sath se mere land ko. When he comes back, he’s carrying two gift boxes, one large and one tiny, wrapped in pink paper with white bows on them. He sets them on the bed next to me with a shy smile. It’s very unlike him to appear anything but confident, and it touches me. “What is this?” I ask, genuinely shocked. “I really, really feel bad for what happened with Tim,” he says. “And I’m really going to miss you, so consider this a combination of apology and farewell.” I shake my head at him. “I can’t take gifts from. “Make your slut come, please!” Nikki quickly thrusts her fingers in and out of my dripping wet twat. They curl up and grind roughly against my g-spot as her other hand pinches hard on my clit. Those two are soon joined by a third as they fly in and out relentlessly. “OH GOD!” My back arches like a bow at the triple onslaught, pussy, clit and ass. I feel like I’m going to snap in half even as I build towards orgasm. The line between pain and pleasure is now indistinguishable as Nikki fucks me.