She’s a fucking coke slut and truer words were never said.” Leila sat on the floor, six feet from the couple as they stood side by side feeding th...eir egos off her distress. “You’re going to pay your fucking rent this month!” Delia said. “If you have to whore your ass out, instead of giving it away all the damn time for coke lines!” Delia opened the front door and waved with her hand, “Go on! Get out of here. Go sell that pussy! Make something of yourself for a change.” Leila stood up and looked. What is this? I was going to see some more unwanted thing. I was completely embarrassed to know that my mom was being fucked by her own son. Then dad? Does he know all this? I was not finding what to do. After some time Deepak went to bathroom, my mom’s cunt was now clean, a kind of teen’s cunt. Mom lied on the bed. I was still in her room. Then the doorbell rang and I went to open the door. Deepa and Rajesh were there. I could not see in their eyes. They were not expecting me to open the door. Being completely immobile all Henry could do was just lay there and go to sleep.The sound of commotion from the living woke Henry up. Remembering what happened earlier, Henry was worried if there was an intruder in his home. He began to tremble in fear as the sound of footsteps got closer.The bedroom lights temporarily blinded Henry, as he regained his vision he saw a woman dressed in a business outfit with long dark hair, eye color that Henry had never seen and her skin had a hint of green. But you're going to do what I say, too. You're going to lick where I say lick, and fuck how I say fuck. Because I have a feeling you don't have a clue."I could not believe this. Game on. Awesome. "Can we start now?" I asked."We can, but we're going to start this my way. Today, we just get a feel for each other without actually touching--" What?!" Calm down, Mr. Hand. You've been watching me and whacking. I want to see it live. And I'll make it easy for you to do it."With that, she quickly.