I saw myself in my room with the traditional pam leaf written with mantras scattered all around the room the lamp lit at night was burned out and the ...antric powder pic is destroyed.it all started on my last visit to my grandpa’s house the house is a old thatched one with so manyRooms it was ones a house of joined family me is the last decent of that tantric bloods it was my child hood hobby to explore the old pam scripts and explore the tantric ally locked rooms suppose to be keeping mantes. ..I suckd my fingerz again this time tastin ur cum...it tastd so good...I wantd to pull da car ova n fuck u right there...but I couldn't...nex thing I kno, u pulld my dick out n startd suckin it...u lickd around my head n in tha hole of tip of my dick...then u suck on the suck as if it was a straw...u took ya hand n startd beatin my dick wit my dick in ya mouth...damn it felt good as hell...u took ya hand off my dick n moved ya mouth lower n used ya hand to massage my ballz...da sensation I was. That wonderful, delicious, and amazing snatch massaged the aching crown of my dick. I groaned around my mother's nub. I suckled with hunger. I nursed with all the ferocity that I had in me. My mother moaned as more and more of her milk gushed into my mouth.“That's it, Master!” she groaned. “Mmm, such a hungry son you are, Master. Yes, yes, let your Mommy-slut keep you strong. Give you the stamina to fuck naughty Sianili's cunt with all your might.”“He's fucking me so hard, my sapphire!” gasped. BEEBEEBEEBEEP! What was a heart monitor doing so close to him, Cal wondered? BEEBEEBEEBEEP! He could feel his heart racing. He heard shuffling near by and then a warm fuzz that was even more than the one in which he was already wrapped seemed to envelope him. God he hoped someone wasn’t feeding him drugs to get him addicted. That didn’t seem right, he realized that he had fragmentary memories of things that had happened after Hammer had sold people the opportunity hurt him for money.Then there.