It would hardly be about half an hour of my sleep, I felt like someone was touching my breast. After the recent assault, I didn't care to dress properly and the top-front buttons of my nighty were still open and he was accessing my tits through it, feeling its size and firmness by holding and squeezing gently one by one. I caught his hand just over my boobs in shock and turned back. To my complete surprise, it was Aatif. I got mad seeing him there, another man in the house. Didn’t know how to get rid of these perverts. Minutes before, the old junk was here to quench his starvation and now his son was trying his turn to bang me.
I was filled with complete hatred for this family. Like father, like son. All were like animals. Absolutely no ethics, no moral values…nothing. It appeared as; they had given me shelter just to gratify their longings.
I gave a strong push and threw his hand away from my breast and then whispered annoyingly ….. "kyaa hai......ye kya kar rahe ho... “ (What ?… what are you doing…?)". Ignoring my push, he moved forward again and bear hugged me from behind and whispered.... "Bahi ........jo abhi tum uss buddhe ke saath kar rahi thee (same …what you were doing minutes before with that old man)". Immediately, I could able to interrelate and conclude that who was behind the curtain, when that old freak was fucking me.
Since then, this bastard has been waiting for his turn. After revealing the secret that he saw and knew everything about me getting fucked by Rahmaan uncle minutes before, he got bolder and started squeezing my boobs openly. I was struggling hard to save myself but all my efforts were useless. He was attacking as such; he genuinely deserves to ride me, as I allowed Rahmaan uncle to do so before. He started crushing my breast more firmly and roughly, giving me a severe pain. He whispered to my ear… “Jayda naatak mat kar… us budhe ko to bade maje se de rahi thee… … ek baar mera lauda le kar dekh…,.' Kasam se… jannatt tak le kar jaaunga (Don’t act innocent …. you were letting that oldman fuck you so willingly.. try my cock, once…. God's promise… I will take you to heaven)”.
I was barely listening, what he was muttering. Half an hour before, that old man badly damaged my boobs with his nails and teeth and now he was doing the same. The pain was almost unbearable and with that I was feeling humiliated too. One after one, both men were attacking me so freely, as they were considering me absolutely as a whore. To stop his access to my boobs, I turned myself on my stomach and covered my sides by putting my hands. Now my back was up and this gave him free access to my ass. He missed no chance and got on top of me. He was completely covering me with his full body weight.
His hard cock was exactly on my ass crack, which he was grinding passionately. He then placed both of his legs in between my legs and parted it away by force. This way, my ass crack got opened more and lifted slightly as well, letting his cock plunge well inside the crack and rub my asshole and pussy directly. Because of his body weight I was also not able to close my legs and apply pressure to close or tighten my ass crack to restrict his cock access.
He said.. “kya tight gaand hai teri jaan….. ek no ki mast laundiya ho..tum…… aur kis kis ghar me jaa kar chudaai ho aise ?(What a tight ass you have ..darling. You are such a big slut… How many more houses you do visit to get fucked like this?)”. I was not listening to him seriously, just trying hard to get free from him. But his last words pierced my ear and I replied annoyingly … “main khud nahin aayee thee yahan… Uncle ne bola tha ander rest karne ke liye (I didn’t come on my own, Uncle did offer me for taking shelter)”. I don’t know why but I was still using the word “Uncle” for that old freak. Aatif replied humorously … “ achha hai na…. aayee to, 2 -2 lund ke maze bhi to le rahi ho (It's good …right ! As you come…you are getting a chance to enjoy two new cocks).”
I didn’t feel it necessary to reply to him, but during all these conversations, unknowingly I lost my efforts and he managed to insert both of his hands under my chest and grabbed both tits over nighty by each hand. Now I was completely ineffective, though my hands were outside and I was trying to lift myself, but his weight was too much to be lifted. And the moments I was trying to lift myself, I was raising my ass and giving him more access, where he was furiously grinding his rock-hard cock and pleasing himself.
I was filled with complete hatred for this family. Like father, like son. All were like animals. Absolutely no ethics, no moral values…nothing. It appeared as; they had given me shelter just to gratify their longings.
I gave a strong push and threw his hand away from my breast and then whispered annoyingly ….. "kyaa hai......ye kya kar rahe ho... “ (What ?… what are you doing…?)". Ignoring my push, he moved forward again and bear hugged me from behind and whispered.... "Bahi ........jo abhi tum uss buddhe ke saath kar rahi thee (same …what you were doing minutes before with that old man)". Immediately, I could able to interrelate and conclude that who was behind the curtain, when that old freak was fucking me.
Since then, this bastard has been waiting for his turn. After revealing the secret that he saw and knew everything about me getting fucked by Rahmaan uncle minutes before, he got bolder and started squeezing my boobs openly. I was struggling hard to save myself but all my efforts were useless. He was attacking as such; he genuinely deserves to ride me, as I allowed Rahmaan uncle to do so before. He started crushing my breast more firmly and roughly, giving me a severe pain. He whispered to my ear… “Jayda naatak mat kar… us budhe ko to bade maje se de rahi thee… … ek baar mera lauda le kar dekh…,.' Kasam se… jannatt tak le kar jaaunga (Don’t act innocent …. you were letting that oldman fuck you so willingly.. try my cock, once…. God's promise… I will take you to heaven)”.
I was barely listening, what he was muttering. Half an hour before, that old man badly damaged my boobs with his nails and teeth and now he was doing the same. The pain was almost unbearable and with that I was feeling humiliated too. One after one, both men were attacking me so freely, as they were considering me absolutely as a whore. To stop his access to my boobs, I turned myself on my stomach and covered my sides by putting my hands. Now my back was up and this gave him free access to my ass. He missed no chance and got on top of me. He was completely covering me with his full body weight.
His hard cock was exactly on my ass crack, which he was grinding passionately. He then placed both of his legs in between my legs and parted it away by force. This way, my ass crack got opened more and lifted slightly as well, letting his cock plunge well inside the crack and rub my asshole and pussy directly. Because of his body weight I was also not able to close my legs and apply pressure to close or tighten my ass crack to restrict his cock access.
He said.. “kya tight gaand hai teri jaan….. ek no ki mast laundiya ho..tum…… aur kis kis ghar me jaa kar chudaai ho aise ?(What a tight ass you have ..darling. You are such a big slut… How many more houses you do visit to get fucked like this?)”. I was not listening to him seriously, just trying hard to get free from him. But his last words pierced my ear and I replied annoyingly … “main khud nahin aayee thee yahan… Uncle ne bola tha ander rest karne ke liye (I didn’t come on my own, Uncle did offer me for taking shelter)”. I don’t know why but I was still using the word “Uncle” for that old freak. Aatif replied humorously … “ achha hai na…. aayee to, 2 -2 lund ke maze bhi to le rahi ho (It's good …right ! As you come…you are getting a chance to enjoy two new cocks).”
I didn’t feel it necessary to reply to him, but during all these conversations, unknowingly I lost my efforts and he managed to insert both of his hands under my chest and grabbed both tits over nighty by each hand. Now I was completely ineffective, though my hands were outside and I was trying to lift myself, but his weight was too much to be lifted. And the moments I was trying to lift myself, I was raising my ass and giving him more access, where he was furiously grinding his rock-hard cock and pleasing himself.
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