Iam a btech final year student in Hyderabad osmania university campus, and was the only son to my parents rani(41) and anil(46) we live in Vijayawada ...nd my dad is Andhra bank manager ,I came to Hyderabad 3years back to pursue my graduation(btech)as I got good rank in eamcet and for 3 years I lived in the campus hostel but due to some regional discriminates(telangana issue) my dad made me to leave the hostel and made me to live in a flat with my mom staying with me,and my grandmother is there. So why was I rubbing my pussy so hard, and why was my tight little hole so wet? I masturbate every time I hear her moan his name, every time I hear the slapping of their hips as daddy bottoms out inside her. And I cum harder and harder every time.No! This isn't fair! I can be just as good as her! I need love too daddy! Pulling my hand away from my dripping wet pussy lips I decide that if I want this to happen i need to take matters into my own hands. Getting up from my bed I put on a pair of. I told him to stop but he kept right on and did it anyway. It hurt too, at first. I should be really mad at him for that but I guess there's a bright side. If he hadn't forced me I'd never have done it and it was a kind of special experience... some new sensations.No matter Diary. I'm going to get even. He didn't say no to a vasectomy and I can't wait until he's had one... ended his babymaking career... and I tell him there's someone else that will make babies in me. Anyway, I'm still kind of. But its toolate now, you will have to come with us." But Moooom. Please. Let me stay, I am old enough." Chris rarely talkedback to his mom and it sounded so whiny coming out of his mouth."No, for the last time, you are coming, it won't kill you." Chris momwas getting mad, he rarely disobeyed and this seemed like such a trivialthing."No, I won't go watch you try on dresses. I am staying here. I am notgoing." Chris stamped his foot and looked at his mom.Chris' mom was taken aback; he was usually.