Ab main story pe ati ho ye kahani meri or mere czn obaid ki he wo mujh se 1 sal bra he hm bachpan se hi 7 rahe ek 7 bare hue islye hm ek dosre k bohot...qarib hn or har ek bat jante hn.2 weeks pehle mere ghar wale hyderabad gae hue the mere mamo ki shadi me study ki wajah se main nahi gai or akeli ghar pe ruk gai sb ghar wale chale gaeNext day mera or mere cousin ka outing ka program bangaya hum subah 10 bje ghomne nikal gae hum hawksbay gae wo b byk pe I love byk riding obaid buht achi byk. And i mean arousied like nothing else could get me.I thought about sharing my stories here and tell how i actually found about this kink of mine to... maybe relieve a bit of stress i feel, and share my thoughts so maybe... people would understand better the "why"s and "how"s.This is how i found out that i am... actually deeply aroused and get soaking wet for bestiality.It relates to an event that happened when i just crossed the line of 18. Like it happened just a few days after my 18th. She had accepted it and taken it with no real problems, yet psychologically, she wasn't there, and then she instructed "stop", complaining it was rubbing her painfully. I somehow suspected if we'd continued she would of found the pleasure in it, but she was adamant, so stop we did. It was the first time and I'd definitely be introducing it again at some point, I knew, so I was happy. Watching her reaction to its feel, even if she tried to hide it, enjoyment was there. Watching it fill her just. Now it isn’t.”Jack’s face fell and she nodded. “I guess that’s the problem isn’t it? There’s just too much between us now.”“Feels like it,” Will agreed. “Well, we have a week to figure it out,” Jack sighed. “We’ve managed bigger challenges in less time,” Will said, trying to sound hopeful. “I don’t think anything has ever felt like a bigger challenge than this.” Jack’s hands were shaking. “I feel like I finally have a chance to have you back, and then last night you tried to kill yourself.”“I.