Why didn’t you tell me,why didn’t you call the police, the school...you can’t now, no one will believe you, you’ll be the one on trial...the w...ole works. She was reeling. The rest of the family had a similar, if not as harsh, reaction. Mostly, they just stayed away, became strangers, avoided contact. Same at work. She didn’t tell anyone but me “the story”, as I had debunked it to the point she didn’t even know what to tell people. They made their own judgments, I didn’t attempt to correct them.. Id married him anyway, hoping for him to get back to who he used to be, but now&hellip, he just lay on the couch. His dick was untouched. He couldnt even be bothered to fuck me any more. Id wondered for sometime if there was a little slut somewhere who swallowed his come for him. I hoped so. Saved me the trouble. I just spent nights while he passed out with my vibrators, pleasing myself on my bed. I had the taxi drop me off a little way from my house. I wanted a quick cup of coffee and a. “Good, good,” our music teacher said with a smile. He then turned his beady brown eyes upon me and chuckled, “One of my spies told me that you, Mr. Nevins ... wrote a song that just might be appropriate to start a NIS oriented music discussion.”I immediately pressed my back into my seat and stared down at my music teacher. Both Lynette and Sammy whipped around and glared up at me along with all the other students in our class.“I ... we’ve written a bunch of songs, Mr. Ballows, so I’m a tad. We had only 10 min. I asked her to lick me dry then she tasted the pre cum too, but the sweet taste of gulab jaumn made her like the taste of pre cum and she sucked me hard and dry. I was not able to control. I moved my hands from her head to her chest. Grabbed her balls and squeezed them hard. She moaned ahh. I moaned tooI shoot my cum in her mouth and she sucked it till last drop. I pulled my lungi and wrapped around my waist and I left. Before leaving from that place I kissed her on cheeks.