Chachaji (as we called him) sat on the chair while Amma quickly stuffed my mouth with her breast and told me to go to sleep fast. Very soon when I was... half asleep she wispered to her husband to join her on the cot. He refused saying, “are you mad, the boy will wake up”. She insisted that I would be sleeping like a log, but he refused and got up to go. She quickly took out her nipple from my mouth and got up from the cot and rushed to call him back as he had already left the room.After a few. And they made me their little play doll! I guess it was some sort of way to get their frustrations out onto a person who has upset their lives. So they took a lot of frustrations out on me too. I was yelled at so much and most time for no reason, I wouldn't even open my mouth. So my own discontent and demanding Grandmother and my dominant Mother turned a little boy right into a scared little Sissy fag now with a twisted mind of his own! Lol. They LOVED to put me down and tease me so much!. Frank almost lifted her off my dick and I could feel his dick pulse as he pumped his seed seven inches deep into her colon. Connie gave a weaker cry as he pulled his spent member out, leaving her asshole empty except for his cum.She dropped down onto my dick as I drove up into her pussy. I grabbed her hips where Frank had gripped her and began grinding myself against her clit, the head of my dick working against her cervix. Jessie had a grip on her head, stroking his dick quickly in and out of. She rose on her knees pushing her breasts closer to me and I sucked one pale perfect nipple into my mouth. “You are dripping baby, fuck I love that.”“Harder. Please.”“Ooh, please what baby?” She pressed harder and moved faster.“Please make me cum.”There was a soft giggle. I would remember that sound and replay it over and over again.“Mmm, baby.” She knew what she did to me and loved when I begged. I didn’t do that for anyone else.Straddled on my lap, with her fingers inside my panties, she.