But after 1 hr I decided to watch the video in order to make sure that this was not my mom and sis. So as the video prolonged they fucked both the lad...ies hardly as possible and the ladies were taking them all.The men were also slapping and scolding the ladies in bad words but they were seemed to care and were ready to open the legs if another men was ready, I thought this could never be my mom or sis. But the moaning sounds they make were similar to my mom and sis voice and even their bodies. She stood with her feet apart, mop in one hand and a dirty rag in other, gawking at us. "What?" she demanded. At least her teeth were nice, white and clean though there was a weird fish smell coming from her mouth.Steve's smiled broadened."You like her?" he asked me. "She's my wife."The bastard was actually proud of this dirty, smelly creature. Did he really expect me to be turned on by her.The woman continued to gawk at us. "Whaddya want?" she demanded."My young friend here wants a piece of. Now this comes up and all that work might as well never have happened.She was crying softly, searching for a tissue in her handbag. I gave her a handkerchief. It wasn’t the same one, but it was the same colour. She looked at it and began to weep really hard, just holding it in both hands against her eyes.“You were so nice to me, despite everything I did,” she sobbed. “You picked me up and looked after me. You fed and clothed me. You guarded and protected me, and in the end you had to kill a man. "What's this?" He asked, "A pretty slave girl for me to slake my lusts with?" Oh god. The coals flared into fire again and I had to exert a lot of control to not start squirming like a puppy."Yes Sir. I'm ready for whatever pleasure you care for. Please do with me what you want." Oh I will." He said with a deep chuckle. "For now, close your eyes and do not open them unless I tell you to. Understand?" Yes Sir." I closed my eyes, and I could hear him moving around me and digging through the.