Or whase chali gai jane ke bad jab me apne friend se mila or mera bahcpan me ek bast friend tha usko ham bahut satate the muje uski yad aai or me apne...ek friend ko shat leke uske gar jane laga uske gar me uske mami papa or ek sister rehte he jab wha pahucha to wo ladki kapde dhorhi thi mene ushidekhke smil di or gar me chala gaya anda jane ke bad pata chala ki ye uski behan he thodi der bat karne ke bad wo andar aai usne bat karte karte uski or meri b pehchan ho gai ab kya tha roj me uske gar. Sal knelt, pulling hard and completing the destruction of my dress, and leaving me in just stockings and suspender belt. The men were silent, enjoying the display of bare skin. Seeing the thin cord, she slid the remote vibe out of me. Then, Sal reached for the suspender belt."No", the word came as more of a cry of protest from the leader. "leave that, Sal," he ordered, "and the stockings."Nods of agreement and approval came from the others."Okay, " Sal growled, "but I am not letting the bitch. .LOL!After a couple of drinks, one of the guys asked me if I would like to come out to his truck and have some fun. I was very ready again so I followed him out and I sucked his cock for him and swallowed the load he offered me. It was sweet too and his cock, while not very large, did shoot a beautiful stream of cum and he had really nice balls too. We went back inside and I suddenly heard a large group of motorcycles pull up. There were about 20 of them and I have a THING for bikers anyway.. ”Mom smiled and lifted her arm up to hold my cheek in her hand. Caressing the top of it with her thumb, she just looked so caringly into my eyes.“Can I try for another one,” I asked not sure whether I was joking fully or not. Mom immediately choked and proceeded with coughing. A few seconds after not being able to bring her voice back, she shook her head left and right.As much as I had warmed up to expecting a baby, the most horrible feeling I had ever felt of a little bit of relief was inside.