Most of them were searching through trash or scr****g together anything they could eat. As I walked a little further I heard some sounds. Grunting and...moaning sounds. I followed them secretly into a small broken down shack. As I peeked inside, I saw one homeless man fucking another homeless man. They turned at me and smiled. I, embarrassed, ran off. As I started my travels back home, it dawned on me, "These homeless men don't care who they fuck, just as long as they are fucking." I returned. She first objected and then came round to give it a try on the condition that it should be called off in case she is not comfortable, to which I readily agreed. I called up Selvam and asked to come over, saying that this time I am offering a new flavor!! Having already done with Shanthi he understood and eagerly came over in no time. During his coming over Shalini kept wavering and would keep telling let us call it off. However, at the same time on my cajoling she wore a sexy Chiffon Saree and. As I did this I felt a gush of stickygoo pump into my throat. I almost gagged but tried aimlessly to drink itall down, I would have too had he not pulled out and spunked over myblouse. I stood immediately she had finished cumming and, stated to thegroup that I had just achieved the second part of my mission. I had beeninstructed to have at least one cock spunk into my mouth and, I was todrink as much spunk as was possible this evening. Marikka smiledleeringly at me and nodded to herself. After referring some names we both decided to call our son as Rishi. We called the Brahmin and performed some pooja and named our baby as Rishi. We named our son at his age of 2 and now he was 3 years old. He was late in talking so he got speaking after two and half years after he was born. Now he calls us mom and dad in our mother tongue. I can’t explain the happiness of getting called as mom thought I had that experience before. And honey was in cloud nine when his son started to call him.