By now Aryan had taken liberty to start stroking his cock through the fabric of the boxers. Vishal looked for a glance, licked his lips and continued ...caressing his sex wand.Aryan, pulled his boxers down to his feet and began jerking. He was applying spit to his length by wetting his palm as well as spitting directly on his dong and told Vishal in no uncertain words to do the same because all men get hard and there was nothing to be ashamed of in getting a relief, even assured him that he was. . the pain...Incessant... throbbing... burning... How could any human beings be so vilely cruel?And this indecent nakedness... these chains... the rough bench on which she lay. Oh dear God... how could it all be happening to her? How how... HOW?Yet it was... yet it was...And, deep inside herself, Maria cringed at the memory of those two young male brutes. So obscenely virile. So conquering and violent in their assaults. r****g that woman. Upon orders. The sight and the sound of that was etched. About two minutes into the drive back home I could smell her skin and perfume and started to get a hard on. God, I wanted to fall through the ground. There was my cousin, my mum’s brother’s daughter sitting in my lap and I was getting hard for her. I thought she would go crazy. But to be honest she figured it out, lifted her skirt over her as so her panties were on my dick and just gently rubbed up and down, slowly so no one would notice. She kept on laughing, as if nothing was happening, all I. Our dates consisted of cafeteria meals, walks on campus and sitting in the park next to the school. I couldn’t find a place to be alone with my new girl and my sex life had been reduced to holding hands and kisses goodnight. I finally got so desperate I took a paid volunteer gig at the medical to earn a little money. All I had to do was show up, take a pill, and then sit in a room, they called ‘the box’ while a machine was hooked up to me. It was real easy, it didn’t hurt, and I hadn’t noticed.