She stood quietly, then let out a soft moan... “is that you Tommy?She repeated. Tommy was her ex, with whom she recently split from, but they were w...orking on getting back together. He was built much like me, the same height, same body frame, we even wore the same cologne. So I could see why she kept asking me, if I was him. I kissed her neck, knowing from the years of being married to her sister, and seeing her necking with various boyfriends, that this really made her hot, easy as they say... I recommend you to read the first part before this story for continuation. Well, I woke up with cum all over my bed, all because of the sex bomb upstairs. I could hear two female voices. I recognized one voice. It was my mother’s voice. I cleaned my room, changed my bedspread and opened all the windows so that no smell of cum was there.As I did all these, I changed my clothes too and stepped outside of my room and found that my mother was talking to my sex angel, Veda. She was in a yellow saree. Giving him the same pleasure as Frank and Hoser recieved. He pounds you hard and deep...using you like a fuck-doll...sweat dripping from him onto you...adding to the shiny sheen of saliva, semen, sweat and pussy juice that already coats your beautiful sexy body, Yvonne.Looking at you, wanton and lovely, I lose my nut...shooting hot jizz down your spasming throat...groaning deep as my balls pump wave after wave of semen out my pulsing cock.Exhausted by the intensity of my orgasm, I slump into a. They came up to me and there was a muted discussion which I couldn't hear too much of. After a minute or two, they produced ty-wraps, which they tightened around my wrists and ankles. I was pushed roughly to the floor, and they completed securing me by pulling my bound ankles up to my wrists, and ty-wrapping the two together so that I was hog-tied. They picked me up and threw me in the trunk of his Lexus, and after a four hour ride in darkness, I blinked as they opened the trunk again to get.