It’s also my first short story in years. Let me know what you think please! Let me tell you a little something about regret. For I am it’s schola... I sit here on the edge of this man’s bed his head is lowered, one hand firmly resting on the bed side table beside him. My hand rests on his as I take his appearance in as I have done countless times before. The smell of him fills the air, and I memorize his eyes, and his lips, and his shoulders. My thumb gently brushes over his hand but he makes no. The bra that was already unhooked had moved well away from most of my breasts and my erect nipples were now pointing to the sky. I continued to read the magazine, making a half-hearted attempt to hide my breasts that were now almost fully exposed with the bra loosely lying diagonally across my chest. As I raised the magazine above my face to read, with my head on the cushion, I knew that my breasts and the erect nipples were getting a good view from the sun and my grandpa. At times I would. He sat in between her legs and slid his fingers into her pussy. Her pussy was dripping cum and made it easy for 3 of his fingers.He kept fingering for 2-3 minutes before his cock was ready for action. The other guy who was getting his balls sucked shot his cum all over her face and sat beside me. All 3 of us sat and watched the other guy thumping Akanksha with brute force. Her boobs bounced more and more with each thump.He kept saying dirty with every thump calling her a raand at times. The. I’d never seen him worked up like this. Normally, he was one of the nicest if a bit scatterbrained, people I’d met. It was unusual to see a vindictive side come out. Of course, considering what had been done to him, and the fact that he’d been ready to kill himself over it when I found him, his attitude was understandable.“I have no doubt. If you don’t mind, let’s go over how we present it a few times now. I’d like to see what our plan is and see if I can come up with any ideas to screw it.