The only difference was that this time she wasn’t quiet. She kept on screaming, “Fuck, fuck, awesome1 Please don’t stop.” After about 5 minute... she was completely spent. She was taking deep breaths. My hand was completely wet with her juices flowing down every finger. I wanted to taste her cum, but I knew if I tasted her cum I won’t be able to control myself. And, today was all about Aarti!I let her be for a couple of minutes. Then I took some tissues out of my bag and I started cleaning her. I went from room to room, I eventually found her in the kitchen. I stood at the kitchen door and saw her surrounded by six men who were all trying to get a feel of her lovely body. She was quite drunk and either didn’t realise or didn’t care what was happening to her. She had hands all over her as the men all tried to get a grope of my lovely young bride. One guy started kissing her hard on the mouth and as he did two guys who were standing on either side of my wife, gently eased. And not only that, but there was also alcohol on his breath and and panties in his pocket. He didn't care anymore. His mom was way too strict. His cavalier attitude was mostly in part because he was drunk, but it didn't matter to his mother when he got home. The yelling didn't bother him much as he was too drunk and just thought she was being dumb.The poor woman was just a single mother, trying to cope with her rebellious 14 year old son who obviously thought that he knew everything, and not. And that’s cool and all, ’cause I’m not down with Satan or nothing, and Jesus is like the Lord of Hosts and all that, but let me tell you, I know from personal experience that once you get past all that perfect-being bullshit, Jesus can be a real jerk. It all started when I put that ad in the newspaper for a new roommate. Brad was moving in with his girlfriend and kinda left me hanging. I thought it woulda been cool to get one of my buddies to move into the place, but they’re all fucking.