" I'm grateful that she did, God rest her soul. Now where is that a... a; what's it called?" The cane sir, the bamboo cane, hanging on the fire place ...as always, sir. May I get it?" Yes, yes, I supposed we should get on with it; it's really getting late." Here sir, I'll get on my knees in front before we start and kiss the cane. The Missus said to show proper respect for the bamboo, before receiving its message. Umm, there sir it's ready. Here take it in sir's hand now; no the other end with the. What he felt was not just caused by the decadence of what he saw – what he felt was a sickening return of suppressed memories. He recalled seeing his own young face change into that of a clumsily painted whore while his little boy’s sperm oozed into his mother’s silk panties.Shaking his head, he tried to escape the staring rows of smoky eyes – and the related specters of his memories.“Merveilleux, n’est ce pas?” a voice behind him said. “Aren’t they amazing?”It was Mamselle, and her whispered. A freak on such a slim man. He released his veiny glistening black stick and it sprung up, slapping his stomach. He moved over the top of held down Lily and buried it deep inside her. Lily came over and over as his thick monster black shaft pushed at her stomach and insides, pressured by his massive rod. The sight of seeing this freakish cock pound her started the guys wanking around her. The crescendo was building...suddenly the black lad unloaded in her she screamed - another almost. It was the sexiest day. I pierced through the bathroom, thank god, the dick was fully visible and my brother was rubbing and tilting it. It was a nice sight that I didn’t know what I am doing till my brother opened the bathroom door. I was caught red handed and ran to the bedroom, fearing, he may tell it to our parents. Jai (my brother, his full name is Jayamohan) followed me. “Jo, what were you doing”? I covered my face with hands, without replying. Jai was wearing a towel around his waist..