It turns out that the devil inside me thinks of something else every time and then lust craves me more than my intellectual thinking. But this is not ...ho I used to be, I was simply “Good boy” according to the society. Things change as change is the real face of nature. At a very young age, I encountered with the real definition and faces of taboo. The face that everyone secretly dreams about but never talks. And those who want to talk about it are oppressed by the actual reality that lies. His son was serious about his future and took a lot more interest in his school work. He had gone from being a B student to being an A student. Everyone had been proud the day he came home with a report card saying that he had made the honors list.His daughter had shown the greatest improvement. It was like she was a changed person. Gone were the freaky hair colors and ratty clothes. She had let her hair return to its natural color and had grown it a little longer. It was brushed to the point. Usually we don’t have any servant and all the house work I do myself and my MIL also support me in that but six month back we kept one servant whom was from Bihar because when my FIL was servicing in a big company he was there employed 10 years back and when my father in law retired he also went to his native place after leaving the job but last year due to severe drought in his village he came in city to work and my FIL kept him in home for the house work until he gets some service in some. That just seemed like too much! So I kind of blew it off (pardon the pun) and we did our usual routine of butt fucking and jacking each other off. But the seed had been planted. School let out a short while later, and Anton rode his bike over to visit. Everyone was at work, so we had the place to ourselves. We went into my bedroom and started to look through my porn mags, and eventually we began to rub our cocks. While we were playing around with each other, I began to question him about having.