"Shy?" replied Laurent. "Not shy so much. She's severely traumatized. She hasn't said a word in all the years since we first chose to adopt her when s...he was a much younger girl." Is that because she doesn't speak French?" Well, she certainly understands French. She reads enough books. But it isn't just French she won't speak. She won't say a word even in her own Tutsi language." Tutsi?" wondered Linda, who was reminded of a Hollywood film with a similar sounding name."Yes. She comes from. They were tipsy, but not drunk; not as inebriated as usual and I presumed this was because they had stayed on the gin and not mixed. We settled on the patio and the first bottle of wine was opened. It was a warm, breezeless night. We chatted and laughed and all seemed, well, normal, other than for Cee on more than one occasion, touching Shy’s knee or hand. But maybe that was me imagining things.“I think,” Cee announced suddenly, “it is time for your hubby to take a swim.”“Oh, you do, do you?”. My cunt hurts. I can feel the cum so warm, sloshing around inside me. The 2nd dolphin lets go of my arm and now it's his turn. The 1st dolphin holds my hand with his teeth, biting down on it. The 2nd dolphin mounts me from behind and grabs my hair with his mouth. "NO!" I cry out, but it's already too late. He slips inside me easily, pounding away. My stomach hurts. With each thrust, more cum leaks out and washes away into the water. I'm crying, it hurts so bad, yet it feels so wonderful. The. I now badly wanted to fuck my mom. So I made a plan to fuck my mom.My mom used to come out of the bathroom in only a petticoat and a thin white towel draped around her breasts and goes to her room and locks it from inside.I, one day, broke the latch of the room so that she couldn’t lock it. Then I secretly took pictures of her drying her body, wearing her underwear and blouse and saree. Oh my god! What a scene it was!I masturbated then and there with my pants! Those juicy 36DD boobs were.