How had the older, half-brother, whom he remembered as a laughing and loving teen, become a man who could murder so many people? How did Abdul, his me...tor and friend as a child, come to do such an unthinkable thing? Even after almost a decade of enforced solitude to consider the issue, Jamil still could not fathom it. Of course, Jamil had been a mere boy of twelve when Abdul had left the family home outside of Cairo to study engineering at a German university. Over the next six years, he had. That was hardly unexpected. Something else was an eye-opener. On the day of the wedding, I normally shoot the bride and her bridesmaids getting ready for the big event. Molly was the bride, and she used the pastor's office in back of the church to dress. Apparently, I was not expected when arriving unannounced in Molly's dressing room. How can I say this politely? Molly was not alone. Molly was not with her bridesmaids. It was another kind of wedding rehearsal. Molly was in rehearsal for her. She got really excited and started to scream, “MMMMMMM SAM..AHHHHHHH YESSS..FUCK ME MMMMMMMM”.I sucked her clit and rubbed it using my tongue as I slid a finger inside her. She was a pure virgin and as I inserted my finger inside, she screamed in pain, “MMMMMMMM IT HURTS.. DO IT SLOWLY, SAM”.After licking her clit and fingering her hole, we were both not able to control ourselves. So I sat on the couch and put on a condom. She understood it and climbed on my lap.Facing towards me, she guided. It was some of the best times I felt in my life. I called my mom and told her I was going to stay up here a while. She said good. It will get you out of my hair.One time I overheard another guy complaining about how easy I had it because I was sucking my friend.My friend said, You had different reasons why you came here. Sex was a nice extra with you. He didn't come here to have a place to stay. He didn't need anything. He wasn't begging like you guys. I had to beg him to stay. If I would have.