I let the dong dangle, it’s sexy in blatant ways. My pendulous organ. He’s gaping. “You’re ready?” I ask. “Yes,” he says. I grab the din...ger, wank it briefly, and feel the cum gushing up the urethea, floating into space, dripping down on his face, into his open mouth, onto his licking lips, his eyes, his forehead, his hair, chin, breast, my milky jizz mixing up with his own milky jizz. I’m still jerking, still spouting, while he’s rubbing the goo all over the body, as if he’s on TV. We’re both. But then I thought they very well knew the risk in that. My mom was a pretty conservative Indian housewife. We were still unpacking when the guys came. They looked at the bags and my mom trying to put them in her room and started offering help. Tanveer was the first. He always had a brash attitude and went straight to mom, standing at 6 ft 3 in, in front of her 5 ft 6 in figure. He towered over her, pulled the bag she held in her hand and said, “Please let us do it.” One by one all the guys. Sexy youth moved over to my sister and removed her bra and took her milk filled breasts into his mouth - sucking the nutritious delicious milk from each tit in turn. Steph then produced a large strap-on and removing her skirt and panties put on the strap-on and sat on the toilet and pulled me over to her. She removed the butt plug from my ass and sat me down in her lap, gradually inserting her dick into my ass. More and more disappeared from sight. When I had taken it all Steph begins to set up. I staggered over to Jamie who took one look at me and ushered me out into the fresh air. Outside, I thought I was going to throw up, but instead stumbled and felt myself passing out. A pair of strong arms grabbed me and I remember looking up to see Pawel, lifting me under the armpits as Jamie grabbed my legs and I thought... * * *I woke up cold, with a pounding headache and sore wrists. Oh fuck, what.