I was on my way home one night, on a warm summers evening, quietlyweaving my way through pathways and backyards, sometimes slipping downfunereal-quiet... side streets, practically deserted, and other timessneaking through back yards and properties. I grew up here, and I knewlots of different routes. I was like a ninja, stealthily making my wayto my target, like the wind, whispering in and around people withoutthem knowing it.A noise startled me, or drew my attention, as I was going through. There was also a rack on the wall from which were hanging a selection of canes and whips.Vera realised that this was to be a far more serious session than she had had before. Her immediate compulsion was to turn and run but once again she was overruled by the reactions in her body. Her tummy turned over, her nipples hardened and a flood of juices trickled from her cunt.There were two men in the room, dressed all in black, wearing hoods that obscured their faces with only holes for their eyes,. She leaned over and touched Vicky’s cunt lips, I saw mums fingers gently go in either side and pull the lips apart. The pink flesh that was exposed now was shimmering with moisture. I lowered my body until my cock came in contact with the inner walls of Vicky’s lips. “Condom son, condom, you haven’t got a condom on” I looked at mum...she was right, “Fuck the slut bareback, she won’t get pregnant, and if she does we can always get rid of it” “Nooo...I can’t get pregnant” “Put a condom on. They were of my little girl all right, I could tell just by the sound. The bedroom door opened andshe walked in. I watched her through a crack in the door.She was in her uniform and her hair was done back in her ponytail. Shewalked to her dresser. I was breathing really hard and hoped the bitchwould undress for me. Instead she just took out a pink comb. Then shewalked right towards the closet.Shit, showtime I thought, and got ready. She opened the door andreached her hand for a dress. .