The brick two-story structure with mesh covered windows where Stan patrolled served as a storage facility for unused bodily fluids like blood and sper...m on the second level, with a small “quality control” lab on the first floor. Folks he never met arrived dutifully at the same hour in their Lincolns and BMW’s, and departed long before Stan returned in the middle of the night. Located in an abandoned and mostly forgotten part of town, it was close to the one room apartment where Stan spent his. I tried my best to push these thoughts from my mind.After what seemed like a week, we were told to prepare to be moved. That morning was the first time I had seen Alex since our abduction. We hugged until they pulled us apart. Large men directed Alex and I, plus six other young women out of our prison and into the sun light. From there we were loaded onto a bus and driven to a large facility. From the look of the tropical surroundings, I was no longer in the States. Any thought of rescue faded.. 15-20 din asa hi chalta raha or m samajh gaya tha ki abtak didi k dimag par b hawas hawi ho chuki hai or vo chudna chahti hai. Itne dino m hum ek dusre ko har position m oral sex de chuke the. Mne didi ki choot har kamre m chati, kabhi kursi par bithakar, kabhi bed par litakar, or kabhi diwar ke sahare khada karke jo ki meri favorite position thi. Har sham jab didi clg se ati m unke room m jakar unhe smooch karta or unke boobs ko suck karta. Didi b mera pura sath deti thi. Fir ek din hume moka. As I fondled the briefs, I noticed that the crotch of the panties were slightly moist. Then it occurred to me that this must have been the pair my aunt was wearing this morning and had recently removed. The crotch was slightly stained with sweat and pussy secretions but my lust forced me to touch this part to my lips and again I inhaled.The strong smell of urine and pussy juice invaded my nose and pinched my senses. It refreshed my visual memory of the hairy nest that once graced the delicate.