Yeh sab karte waqt muje esa lag raha tha ki is se accha or kuch nahi hai.udhere aunty aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh bus karta rah tere uncle bhi nahi karte... aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh tabhi aunty boli thoda tej kart oh mai jatke dene laga kya lag raha tha.thodi der bad aunty boli mai jane wali huuuuuuuuuuu toh mai bola aunty bus mai bhiiii or thode der bad hum dono sath jhad gaye.or mai aunty k upper he git gaya.thodi der ese he leta raha fir aunty boli sumit aaj tu ne purane din yaad dila diye toh. They were getting way more agressive I didn't mind. Dee started smacking my ass cheeks really fuckin' hard and then put his cock back in my butthole as Trevor grabbed the back of my head and roughly fucked my mouth until I felt him tense up and shoot his cum down my throat. Soon after that Dee flipped me over on the table and held my legs up high and spread apart and Trevor pinned my arms behind my back. He fucked my pussy hard and then pulled out and came all over my belly.Dee then pushed me. Once in the bathroom I licked my son’s cum off my hands and arms. What a waste of sperm went through my mind. What wonderful children Don could have fathered. Later with tears running down my face I looked in on Don. He was relaxed smiling as his sister sucked his cock. Jayden didn’t see me so I softly closed the door.The image of Jayden sucking her brother stayed with me all night. In the morning I woke in sweat. Ralph had already gone to work. A note on his pillow told me to have a good day. In the underground market, the statue in the vault had last sold for over a half million dollars. It would have been the most expensive article she had restored to the museum so far. Being arrested for burglary was a threat, but the illegal nature of the artifacts meant that the hoarders had a lot to lose by calling the police. But these were ruthless men. The risk was not that she’d be arrested, it was that she’d disappear. No one at the museum knew who brought the recovered artifacts, but the.