---------------------------------------"You won't find anything around here to make a career out of," Dad said the same thing for the third time using...different words."I know, Dad. I get it. I'm just going to get my shit together for a couple of months and then get my name out there." Get your shit together? That's just great. Your mother's finding herself and you're 'getting your shit together'. Perfect. Just perfect." Dad, I need a stable address and somewhere I can get steady access to the. Salim asked Rafiq: Bhaijaan, andar daal dun kya? (Brother, can I cum in her hole?)Rafiq said: Nahi Salim, jo tay huva tha usi tarah karo. (no brother, do as per the deal.)I smiled and blinked my eye to him with relaxation. And Salim also cummed over my face, boobs, and belly. I was fully satisfied with both of them as I did not have sex for 2 months due to a heavy workload at my boutique. I wanted to thank them but I didn’t.They both were lying at both of my sides with their one hand and one. What I wouldn’t give to be there, helping her, licking her sweet pussy, tasting her spicy juices, using my fingers to fuck her, then my cock. Shuddering I got up and made my way to the bath room to clean up. Turning on the light I winced. Shit that was bright, squinting I looked in the mirror and saw the evidence of my orgasm. Three trails of cum were making there way down my stomach. My semi erect cock seemed to be laughing at me. Jacking off had only given me a moments relief, I was. "I believe it's called an orgasm, Sheila. It looked like it was a damn good one too." I speared her with a look before continuing, "And I was the one who gave it to you. Don't forget it."I was being an ass again, but dammit, I was hurt. I had known Sheila since she was 4 years old and had never hurt her. But last night she chose to act like I had raped her and couldn't wait to get rid of me.The look that passed over Sheila's face almost made me regret my flippancy. She didn't stay down for long.