This was Jataromen, eldest son of the Bibilodo, recently returned from one of his frequent excursions to foreign lands where his twisted desires could...be fulfilled. He rode insultingly close to the funeral procession as he and his entourage passed, and the mourners caste baleful glances his way, though continued unchecked in their chants. Jataromen grinned, his thick pink lips stretching, and leaned close to breath in deep the spiced death-scent, an insolent and sick insult. His men laughed,. Phir mai apne dosto se condom liya aur bathroom ki taraf chal diya aur waha dekhne laga.waha koi nahi tha.phir maine use bulaya magar wo natak karne lagi.phir maine use dobara aane k liye bola tho aane lagi aur mai bathroom me ja kar khada ho gaya.wo jaise hi bathroom me aayi tho maine door band kar diya.phir mai usse lipat gaya aur use chusne laga.uske gaal ,lips aur neck par kiss karne laga.wo pagal hone lagi aur boli rahul control magar mai kaha control karne wala tha,phir maine uska suit. This time she also started squeezing my tits as well. After spending 15minutes kissing, fighting with each other’s tongue. I went on to remove my top & bra as well & asked her to do the same. Now we both were topless, I made her lied down & started sucking her tits. She started moaning & said you are doing just like my boyfriend did. I replied no I am doing the way my bro did to me, She was shocked! Your bro? I said yes & now just shut the fuck up & let me enjoy. I don’t know what happened to. Besides, my close and distant relations were all high achievers and therefore had high expectations of me. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, and I didn’t want to settle for a job flipping burgers for a minimum wage until retirement. My Father was an unhappy, ruthless capitalist, ignoring all ethical boundaries in order to make his wallet as fat as possible, and to make sure my family and I had all the luxuries we wanted while growing up. As much as I didn’t want to become like.