She pulled out a strange looking wooden box, placed it on the mantle, and headed for the kitchen. Over her shoulder she said, ‘The box has a very in...eresting story. Let me put the bags on the table, visit the little girls room, make some lemonade, and then I’ll tell you all about it.’ The box aroused my curiosity as it looked to be very old and had strange markings on it. Putting my beer on the table next to me I rose, walked over to the mantle, and picked the box up to examine it. The box. Time bitta gaya or is bar mera admission school me kara diya mere papa ka khud ka school tha papa wanha k principle the mujhe dress pahanane laga mai school jane laga mera school 9.30 se 3.30 tak rahta tha or papa mujhse pyar karte the or mummy se b lekin wo ghar pe nahi rahte the pata nahi kya reason tha kabhi kabhar hi aate the mai school me padhta kam or badmashi jyada karta tha time bitta gaya aur mai 8 sal ka ho gaya mummy ne roj ki tara 5.30 baje uthaya or bathroom me le gayi aap to jante. . You like knowing I'm constantly carrying his sperm inside me... You like knowing he fucks me like a whore when you're not here... You like knowing how much I love it when he inseminates me... You like knowing I stopped taking my birth control... You like knowing how much more he fills me...You like knowing that two of his friends came over with him a few days ago... and they all took turns coming in me. You like knowing one of them was black and he was so large it felt like he was coming in. I leaned on an elbow and casually studied Chad’s sexy body and was surprised that I was becoming aroused. My cock was growing. This was a new experience for me. I’d never been physically close to a naked man or boy before, and I was finding it exciting. I wondered what was going through Chad’s mind. I was soon to find out.“I’m bored already. Let’s play a game,” Chad ventured. “Let’s talk about what we would do if we were gay.”“Okay, Chad, you go first,” I replied.A moment later: “I know you’re.