We were enjoying the walk, talking of this and that. As a fully-paid-up member of the Stroppy 17-Year Olds Union , I was doing my “everything’s wr...ng with everything” because I’d had a lousy date the previous evening. My boyfriend at the time, Callum (son of friends of my parents) had been an absolute git and I had stormed off. Perhaps I should add that I wasn’t without blame. In fact, it was probably me who was the cause of it all…..but I wouldn’t ever admit to that publicly! Tom asked why it. Taking a deep breath for courage, she stood on shaky legs and strode toward the door leading to the arena. She made her way down a narrow corridor that was bathed in shadows until she emerged into a brightly lit arena. Blinded by the sudden change in lighting, she shielded her eyes until they had adjusted. Lowering her hand, she realized she had stepped into a small arena. Surrounding it were three rows of benches. Though obviously improvised, the bleachers could accommodate a little over one. His brother was dead as was his mother. He had been told that she had died in childbirth. His father had been banished and died two years before Brett had joined up with Aric. His father would have been disappointed if he had realized how his son had turned out.He essentially had no living relatives left that would claim him. The few remaining cousins that he had, had all disowned him when his father had been banished. But he still couldn't help his longing for his missing family. Maybe someday. Phir maine uski pussy per apne lips rakh diye or apni jeebh pussy mein under tak daal kar use zor-2 se chaatne laga woh paaglon ki tarah sir patakne lagi maine 20 minute tak uski pussy ko chaat-2 laal kar diya itni der mein woh 2 baar jhad chuki thi or main uski pussy ka saara juice pe gaya phir usne mera sir pakad kar mujhe upar kheench kar, apne upar lita liya or mere lips pe kiss karni lagi.Phir maine uski nighty utaar di, usne under kuch bhi nahi pehna tha or usne bhi ek-ek karke mere.