He planned to leave the week after graduation and the family threw him a going away party. His family was not happy that he was leaving or that it was...to go into the military. His mother had made a comment that military life destroys the soul and no one ever comes back the same. His mother had seen the effect the Vietnam war had on her generation and didn't want that for her son. Martin respected his mother enough not to say that time changes everything. Martin’s father was proud on the surface. When he looked at her with his sad puppy eyes indicating that maybe it was time for him to get some relief, Stephanie was coy. She asked him to get her a drink, as she claimed that this was going way too fast for her. When Frank got up to go make her a drink, she quickly found his MP3 player in his night stand and replaced it with hers. As he stirred the drinks he reentered his bedroom, drinks in both hands and his hard denied cock bobbing at full erection. His face visibly sank as he. With inspiration given by you all I like to share some of my experience that I had in my life. It happened when I was 18 years old, my dad has friend and his wife (name changed) swathi who was an regular house wife and she had a son .who got married.Uncle died earlier only and I don’t that is when but up to my knowledge earlier only.Swati age 50 was very nice and an average in color and she was may be some 60 to 65 kg. And has nice boobs and structure. And she has huge breast may be 42 I. She begs for release. She begs to find the flashing release, the volcanic explosion into the eternal bliss of oblivion.But no, the eyes say. Noooo, sweet slave, the eyes say. The emerald jewels, guardians of denial. Nooooo... Cracked nails claw, mouth drools. Night falls, darkness swallows. Cold stone kisses burning skin... oblivion... sweet wave of oblivion.(October 18th, 04.12 p.m.)The huge door creaked open. A black silhouette stood exposed against the gray, cool afternoon light. The warm.