All the plans of telling Anantha about my ordeal stopped abruptly in my mind. Instead, I lied to him by replying that “ My voice is OK..I am fine..I...ts just that I was a little drowsy watching Sunder working on the TV.”I saw Sunder take out his mobile from the inside of my bum cheeks & bring it to his nose. He seemed to love the aroma of my body juices. The glass screen of the mobile had turned opaque and coated with all my tender juices smeared on it.On hearing that I was drowsy, Anantha got. Drenched with sweat from the excitement. I knelt down and said we should go. But she wasn’t done yet. She climbed onto the massage table and poked her ass out of the fuck hole. Her cunt poking up in the air in the perfect fuck position. Still not knowing that they were there the hubby of the 2 watching strapped my whore wife’s ankles high up on the inner wall so her fuck bits could be held in position. I pushed my cock deep inside my whore wife and pounded her fuck hole like it was the last. I gladly cupped her entire tits with both my hands and was squeezing them. I think my mom knew what I was doing. She was just smiling and said, “You have enjoyed enough. Now please unhook the last one.” I felt shy and did as she said.Her blouse came off, and there she was just standing in a bra and boxer. I was almost able to see her nipples. My precum made a tiny wet spot on my boxers.Mom: So, son, how am I looking?Me: Amazing, mom!Mom: Haha! I can see that. (And she looked at my hard-on)My. The group laughed at her again. “Bitch, this is the East Side. Screams here are like traffic noise. Everyone screams. We scream when we’re mad, we scream when we’re scared, we scream just to hear ourselves make noise. Besides, you are in a concrete building with no other buildings close by. Even if you did scream, no one would hear you. Or care if they did!” he told her.While a couple of the men in the group held her, he walked over to the janitor had left all of his tools and supplies. He.