The whimpering. Mywife was falling in love with Toby’s cock. And Toby knew it. Toby: “Suck harder. Mmm. Uh-huh. Harder still. You’re...gettingthere. That’s good. Now give it some throat. Deeper throat. Mo’deeper, pussy mouth, let’s see what you can handle. Mmm. Yeah.Choke yourself on it, cunt.”Cunt. Well I guess the three verboten word rule went south. Iheard Toby laugh in amusement.“Damn, girl, you sucking like a real pro now! The other vegansknow. Oona,s parents were the first to have had enough and now it was only my wife and I who were the “oldies” and Sarah claimed to have a bad migraine headache so went to bed before the rest of the youngsters began to leave. As one couple,s car was out of service Chris offered to drive them home so just past midnight it was only Oona and I still awake in the house and Oona was rather drunk and not used to it. I knew Chris wouldn’t, be Back for over an hour as the couple lived in Hertfordshire and. Fuck me now to bola abhi nhi meri bitch or muje sidha kar k mere muh mai fir se apna lund dal diya main jor jor se choos rahi thi fir usne meri tange uthayi or meri choot mai lund dal diyaMai dard k mara pagl ho rahi thi bol rhi thi k dheere motherchoodddd..ahhh aaa…pr bola randi chup kar or muje jaor se chodta raha lekin fir dard kam huya muje b acha lagne lga fir usne apna pani bich he chod diya or mere upper he let geya mai uthi or uska lund chusne lgi lund fir se khada ho geya to raja bola. All characters in these stories are eighteen years of age or older.Prologue:A heavy set man slams his fist down on the head of a small crying boy who is knuckling his eyes with his small hands.“Wa, wa, wa! You want your mommy! What are you, a girl?”The boy glares at the man, his cheeks covered in tear tracks as he yells, “I’m not a girl!”****************************************************A couple of years later the same man is dragging the same boy, this time wrapped in fish sausages toward a.