30 ho chuke the to mene bhaagne ke lie unko bola ki muje jana pdega ghar pe wait kar rhe honge sab kyuki mene bola nhi ki muje late hoga to unhone tho...e gusse me kha ki aise nhi seekh paogi tum, kal ghar pe bol k aana ki late ho jaega practice ki vajah se mene okay bola aur vha se aa gyi.Me ghar gayi fresh hokar dinner vgarah kar k apne room par chali gayi. Me aise hi leti thi aur mere dimaag me vahi chij aa rhi thi baar baar ki kese aakash sir softly rub kr rhe the meri kamar and me uski garam. "We will see what the lady is like first, but if my son say she good lady and no trouble, he will probably ask her to work in his shop, as he needs an assistant full time!"That was brilliant news, I felt mum's hand squeezing mine as I asked for a bottle of vodka, a large bottle of coke and six cans of lager."I am think that you drink such a lot since your beautiful lady mother come home, no?" No, er I mean yes, well I'm on holiday Mr Patel, so I don't have to get up in the morning" Ah well that. Shane slams me hard. My body presses roughly against the brick of the building. I can feel the brick scraping my skin. His hand tightens on me, as his cock fucks my tight cunt. Fucks me like he will never ever again fuck another pussy. With one last feral plunge into my wetness I feel his hot thick cum explode from his throbbing cock. I moan and attempt to say something, but unable as he chokes me hard. His grunts and groans are so fucking loud as he fills me. Fuck I love how he sounds. His. Shrugging out of his coat he thought, 'Probably some damn salesman.'It had been a tough day, details nagging and pecking at his soul until his spirit sagged as deeply as the lines on an old man's face. With a weary shrug he pressed the button on the machine. A low, quavering voice broke the stillness of the room."Peter... Peter it's me. Please... Peter you have to come home. The doctors... Peter he's asking for you, there's not much time. Come home, Peter."The tape hissed a few seconds until a.