Tab mom kehte thi “Aj kal to sab ki gf hoti he tu bhi pata le koi”.Me sirf itna hi kehta ki “Abhi to koi pasand nahi he,pasand aayi to bataunga�...�.Mom ke sath movies dekhna,ghumna ye sab to chalata hi rehta tha par ab me unke sath sex karne ke bare me soch raha tha,mere man me khayal aaya ki me bina mastrubate kiye reh nahi pata hu to mom bina sex ke kese reh pati he.Mene socha ki ye kese possible he ke mom bina sex 5 sal tak rehi ho,to mene iske bare me pata karne ka socha.Mene hamare apprtment. We told our son how special he was to us as we listen to a special song. As I polished off the bottle of Censored on the Beach, a wonderful song came across the stereo. As we got up, I floated into Tom’s arms and we danced. First properly and then huddled together like teenagers at their first grasp. As my leg brush against him, I could feel a larger pouch than was usually there. This was going to be an interesting evening. Our son, suddenly catching on, asked if he could be excused to enjoy. .she told him he was. But in the end, it didn't seem true.He didn't understand why it came to this, he didn't want to die; it just hurt that much. He just wanted or be better and now— he couldn't… but what made it worse for him is that he wasn't moving on as if he was just stuck there letting the torture go on even further. After everything he went through he was denied actual death. Did the universe just… hate him? What was he going to do?Maybe he'd just follow her, see if she really felt the. Now I was totally bored with same dicks, as I lived in charsi type mohalla, so in evening I moved to roof and stalked the mohalla guys. I started stalk while they pissed on roadside, one of them, a quite young smoker understood all, so he started to show the full view of his cock, he used to piss infront of me.One day I returned from the kirana store, he stopped me on the lonely street and said – Zeba do you want to see me here, a close look of pissing cock, I checked there was no person to.