Those very sounds that haunt us of what could have been and should have been. This is the life we chose to live or did we? The very act of birth itsel... is a continuing tormenter. These lives forced to live because of the actions of the parents before them. Yet tormented with no will or power. Weakened by the endless struggle to stay alive, living like scavengers on the bits of waste. These small pieces rusting away from a once favored society.Yet how can you blame that you toss us out like an. ”Kurt was sitting on the bench and there was no way he could get up. His cock was now solid in his shorts. His boner wasn’t showing coz he had one foot up on the bench and he was taking his boot off. Damien just stood there facing him. He was naked. Kurt couldn’t look. He wanted him to go away and take a shower, leave him alone. Please. Go away.Kurt couldn’t look up. He just sat there with his head bowed.Damien just stood there. Kurt could feel the heat from Damien’s body, he was that close.. Aaj hamare paas bahut time tha wo mujhe apne bedroom main le gayi. Wahan par ghuste hi wo mere gale lag gayi aur mujhe kiss karne lagi aur kehne lagi main tumse shaadi karna chahti hoon maine bhi usko kaha ki mera irada bhi kuch aisa hi hai.Uske baad hum dono lip kiss karne lage, wo mere uper wale lip ko choos rahi thi aur main uske neeche wale lips ko. Uske baad main bed par usko lekar gir gaya, ab woh mere uper thi aur main uske neeche. Maine lower pehan rakha tha aur usne capri aur t-shirt,. ..her breathing shook as i squeezed her cute lil nipple and i could see her eyes firmly shut while shes biting her lip. so she attempts to one up me and starts to un buckle my pants and i feel her very warm hand slide in under my silky boxers and she started stroking it ever so gently knoing that it would turn me on even more so take my hand from her bra and pull down her jogging pants just to her knees as she was still sitting next to me in the small seats and rub my fingers slowly but firmly.