Would they have made out in front of the Gang? It seemed like one little nudge could have gotten that to happen, and then, who knows how much else.”...“Yeah, I agree. I think that that was close. Hell, Dad REALLY wanted Gracey’s breasts. I swear I could feel his desire for that to happen. I think if that butterfly in China had flapped its wings, Dad would have gone for it. I’ve felt me and seen all of the Gang lusting after Dad. He really, really wanted Gracey Wednesday night. I don’t know if. A little bit of fact and then a dash of fantasy made me write this story. Though this is not a linear narration, I would be switching between the present and the past, ultimately ending with what is happening in now, the near future and going ahead.The story contains, incest, scat, piss drinking and dirty talk. If this is not what you are looking at please logoff rightaway.To the story now. The summer of 2007, it was an urgent trip to Jaipur. I, aged 24, had to accompany my mom aged around 40.. When we got to the stage everyone went nuts! Screaming and hooting and stuff - even the girls. It was weird, but kinda fun at the same time. It was still pretty chilly but I was so nervous and shaking so much that I was actually kinda warm even though my skin was cold. I had my arms over my chest and I could definitely feel my very hard nipples through the shirt."Ok, time for the competition!" announced the bull horn guy. Another guy came up with these broom handles and made us stand in. Women should roam the streets naked at all times, and fuck any man who pleases; no words, no consent. They should just be bent over and take anything that any man gives them. If that means being beaten, fucked or even killed just for the enjoyment of a man, then so be it. Who cares? It's just another two bit whore that come a dime a dozen! Literally! Whores are of so little value that you can literally buy a dozen of them for only a dime. But nobody around here really cares, because slut.