Her knees opened wide. He gaped when her hand moved to console her abused body, by rubbing her clit into hardness. Her sore nipples also grew hard.“...That’s right, Mommy, fuck yourself. Fuck yourself good.” Tommy didn’t understand why he was suppose to make Mother do it, but he trusted Robert’s methods. All he wanted was to whip his mom and get off on her. What did he care about her pleasure?Joan found comfort in the act, however degrading. Pleasant sensations from her clit couldn’t counteract. Dark circles formed under her eyes and she walked around like a zombie.Kiran could not see her friend suffer. On the eighth morning she said, "Rita, what has happened to you? You look terrible." Kiran, I give up. There is no way that I can find the money in the next seven days," Rita said with tears in her eyes, "I can't sleep at night." You said you'll think of something," Kiran said."I've thought and thought. Bas ek hee rasta hai ki main tere dost se chudwaloon. Main yeh bhi karne ko tayyar. "Err okay" I mumbled and went in.I went in and made a beeline for the first space I could see, which was acorner, good for hiding in! I removed my shorts, threw them into the pilein the middle and began to wash. Just as I was about to tell myself not tothink of anything sexual, I did and to my horror I got a rock harderection. I managed to hide it by standing closely into the corner whilstI washed the rest of my body, but my shorts were in the middle and I wasgoing to need them. "Fuck", even. Michelle is an excellent hostess and invited them into the living room and visited the few minutes while I was fiddling with the rolls. When I finished, I stepped into the living room to greet our guests as well. Ginger was even prettier than I remembered, dressed in a blouse and pair of slacks; nothing sexy, but still stunning. Eric was a handsome man, I guess. I know it was totally unfair of me, but I was a little jealous that he'd married my high school sweetheart. Maybe if I'd have ever let.