Sexual slavery did occur inside perpetrators’ houses, testimonies from survivors confirm that sexual slavery was extremely widespread and that thous...ands of beautifull Tutsi women were individually kept as personal sex slave of some brute Hutu farmer . Survivors have recounted statements of their violators such as:We want to see how sweet Tutsi women are.'You Tutsi women think that you are too good for us.'We want to see if a Tutsi woman is like a Hutu woman. Some women were collectively. He continued softly kissing her hair as he ran his hand over the soft skin of her belly. Her breathing deepened a little as she concentrated on his touch. She pressed her ass against him a little harder, satisfied to feel a solid, hard rod poking out at her.His hand slowly slid up her body until it cupped her naked breast. He could feel Erica's nipple harden as he squeezed the soft mound of flesh. He slid his hand slowly down her belly, over her belly button, and into her shorts. He slipped his. No one has really cared about me."It means so much to me that you two really care," she said through her sobs."Does that mean I can't have sex with you anymore?" I quipped.Maggie looked over at me is great surprise not knowing what to say. Tracy laughed and swatted my shoulder."Of course you Goof. Sex with you is lovemaking. Our sex is shared, not something that is demanded. Required."No matter what you say, I know you love me. You love me a lot!"I hugged her to me more tightly as I told her,. It was the best sex I've had with John , he like being the top and i loved being the sissy bottom . By the time we were spent there was cum all over us and his sheets , we'd given into our raw lusts only stopping when totally spent . After that I dressed for John when ever he asked , I can't forget how hard he fucked me when I wore his moms lingerie . It was the summer , John had been away and I was having a hard time satisfying my need for sex , he was my only special friend and without his.