Usmai tent bna hua tha..Mai wase side hoke chupane ki koshis ki .But usne dekh liye n ek smile ki uss din saturday tha to samarth abhi bhi so hi raha ...ha fir mai washroom gaya and shower leke aagya priya ne muje chai di.Mai room mai jaake peene lga n apna phone check krne lga thori der baad samarth bhi fresh ho gaya fir hum sab ne breakfast kiya aur wahi hall mai sofe pai baith ke tv dekhne lage mai bilkul left mai baitha tha samarth beech mai and priya right mai tv pai bas news hi chal rahi. I'm a little sad to report, dear saddos, that I had myself a bit of a hissy fit, a teensy-weensy strop, with just a touch of huffy hysterics, and that maybe, just maybe, crockery shards and coffee dregs were sent skittering and splattering across the floor. When did everyone suddenly become a critic for The Literary Review? 'Unwieldy plot devices', 'no discernible story', 'unsexy and unbelievable', 'artsy, conceited, self-aggrandising, obnoxious shit'; and those are the publishable comments.. It was only as the camera zoomed in on a close up of the guy drinking down his own cum as Carla taunted "Wow slave, you even love cum like a slutty whore," that I realised that the man fucked and humiliated in this video was my own father. No wonder my mum had divorced him. Not only was my new stepmum a shemale pornstar but there was my dad up on the internet for anyone to see, begging to have his ass fucked harder by her. It was humiliating and yet I could only feel jealous that it was him and. Each one was carrying someone in their arms."Craig sprinted out of the medical room. He was dragging a gurney. "Lindsay!" he shouted. "We need a second gurney!"One of the marines stepped forward and deposited his passenger on the gurney that Craig had brought. From the medical room I could hear someone grabbing a gurney and rushing forward with it.Craig pushed the first gurney into the medical room. The marine stepped forward and looked around. He walked toward me as Ed appeared from the.