After a few minutes I felt some hands on my shoulders pushing down to my knees and pushing my head towards Hasan’s naked cock. The guys were telling...me to suck his dick but I know Hasan didn’t want it and this is not what I agreed to. I protested without any real conviction but one of the guys pushed my face into his crotch and I took Hasan’s flaccid brown cock into my mouth. The guys cheered as I looked up at Hasan who now had a writhe smile across his face which appeared to indicate he was. She held on for several long seconds and I could feel her tears soaking through my dress shirt. She finally released me and tried to smile at me through her tears. Then she took her daughter from Mr. Bartlett's arms and walked away.We watched her for a few seconds before Mr. Bartlett sighed."She's taking this hard, blaming herself for everything." He looked at me. He looked tired, and I guessed they probably had gone through some rough nights in their home. "She really is grateful to you. We. Tab maine aunty ko kaha ki aaise kyu keh rahi hain aur unke kandhe main haath diye waow unki skin kitni soft thi.Phir unki aakhe nam ho gayi aur apne dukh ki baat karne lagi toh maine unhe samjhate huee hug kiya aur unke jangho main haat phirai. Unhone haat hatate hue kaha ki yee galat hain tu yee apne aunty ke sath kaise kar sakta hain toh mujhse nahi raha gaya aur bol diya ki aunty aap mujhe bhut acchi lagti ho aur jab main aapko dekhta huu toh maine jaise pagal saa ho jata huu aur itna. The demands for someone to get me up and moving were not going to go away. Slowly I began to unwind and stretch. It had felt nice just to be able to relax and hang out, but it was time once again. I tried to stand erect, but it seemed as if every bone in me had melted and try as I may, getting upright seemed more of a challenge than ever! I shrugged my hoodie back and looked out. There did not seem to be much room to move, but then for a guy like me, there rarely is! I stretched again and.