As the chaos continued, one of them finally spotted her and called out for his friends to join him. They approached her with a look of hunger in their eyes, knowing that she was trapped.
But Mom wasn’t going down without a fight. She took me and went down to basement. The room was hidden very good, so the guys couldn’t find her for a bit
Mom took advantage of this moment by locking the door. She wanted to put heavy stuff against the door but we didn’t had many things to call ours. she made me hide under almera. She locked the upper and lower bolts and the main middle one.
She was trapped , she knew she can’t do anything about it. She sat on bed panting with all the running. Her ponytail hair, got bit messy, with few strands sticking to her face. It was silent she was safe now.
That silence it didn’t last for long, we could here footsteps , and volume increasing. Thud we heard loud sound on the door. Mom gasped and got tensed.
You know in the older days when one army attacked the other empire , the looters went straight to the wealth and women. Here it was, a war at doorstep.
The door stood strong between them and mom. It was silent for 10 seconds, and Thud , they were now trying to break the door. Mom panicked and the upper bolt came down, only two bolts stood in the way. Panicking my mom went herself to the door to stop and it from breaking, she had her back firmly up against the door. With every push the upper part of the door was bending. Mom lifted her arms, to reduce the bending, with her back still firmly against the door. CRACK , the door had it’s first crack , just beside mom’s shoulder, the cracked hole was size of a fist. A hand came in through the door and got hand of the mom’s pallu, and the hand snatched pallu through the hole, we could here men saying ‘ what a smell’ , ‘ smell how good her sweat is ‘ from outside. I looked at mom, pink patiala suit , with no pallu, her chest moving up and down, with her bra straps messed up and clearly visible, her arms raised, with the shiny armpit of hers at display with all the sweat, the pallu was dragged through her sweat of neck and arms and armpit. With all the banging going on, the fist which broke the door came through the wall again and got hold of one of mom’s breasts. She panicked but she couldn’t let the door go, because if she does, it’s all downhill.
Imagine an fist that could pierce through the door, that strong fist was now fondling my mom’s breast. That huge palm was fondling my mom’s 32 b breasts. Mom squinched her face and let out the most seductive and enticing ‘ aaaahhhh ‘ i have ever heard in my whole life.
Mom’s pain slowly turned into most seductive face
You have to understand mom’s situation , since my father died , she wasn’t touched by any man. It’s been 2 years. The touch of one strong masculine man, just made her go peak orgasm and all wet. She wasn’t in her conscience. She let the grip on the door go loose , she was not resisting it. She was in whole another world. She took her left hand held her hair and head because she was in cloud nice, with right hand still raised up to hold the door. She seemed like she was split between to hold the door or to resist this huge hand fondling her.
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