I lifted my up legs so he could go deeper.Damm he was Tapp Dancing on my Cervix.I whispered in his ear Cum for me Lover,He grunted and unloaded inside... me.He rolled off of me.And I stumbled up felt a little dizzie.I found the light next to the bed.as my eyes was adjusting to the light.I realize I was home.How did I get home?SHIT I cant remember.I looked over my bed to find that my Mystery man was my Son.Damm How drunk was I? cant remember coming home and I justed let my son fuck me (which turned. The goons were in the process of taping my wrists together with more duck tape when Mary realized what was going on. She stepped back into the bathroom and picked up the AK-74 from its rack and thumbed off the safety.The goons were taping my ankles when Mary stepped back into the bedroom and let loose with a blast from the assault rifle on full automatic. She did a wonderful job of hosing down the creeps—no bullet ever came close to me! Each of the six men was hit by at least three bullets, all. My mother told the nurse my name and said that I was having gas today. The nurse handed my mother a card to sign which she did and then we were directed to the waiting room. I was expecting us to go upstairs to the waiting room, but my mother said that we were going to another waiting room that was on the ground floor. We walked down a short corridor and down a small flight of steps and around a corner. As I rounded the corner I could see lined up along the wall a row of coloured gas cylinders,. I then heard the water turn off in the shower and quickly ran to the TV area to make it seem that I was watching TV.10 min later Khala comes out in tight salwar kameez again with her hair all wet still looking damn sexy I got ultra-excited, she said;Khala: ummm could you give me a massage on my back and legs there kind of killing me and the massage chair isn’t workingMe: ahhhh Khala you sure about this?Khala: Hahaha you’ll be fine come up stairs (as she gave a cheeky smile)I made my way.