These charges all stem from Mr. Ross' siphoningover $10 million in money from his employer's budget into dummy accountsthat he controlled then lying t... federal and state tax officials.Further charges stem from Mr. Ross' abuse of his parents for threeyears, culminating with the attempted murder of his parents after theywere visited by officials from the Department of Children and Families.Nicolas Ross is not at fault for anything that his brother has done, allof it was done while Nicolas was. Moti moti janghe gol badi gaand. Mere baju bhi thode fat hogaye the.Main din mein most of time saree pahnti thi. Jo backless aur kamarse bohut niche bandhti thi. Kabhi kabhi mostly sham ko main nighty pahny thi jo bohut sexy wali rahti thi.Woh sirf mere thighs tak rahti.Humane nayi jagah shift ho gaye do manjila makan tha. Chota sa garden area aur makan ko lagkar ek servant room. Hamne gaon se ek bai kam ke liye layi thi jo hamre sath hi rahne wali thi.Uska nam Ganga tha. Bechari widhwa thi. I did not know what he was talking about until I looked towards the entrance and saw two other guys watch and stroking their cocks through their pants. Being watched while being fucked as a sissy slut took me to another level. I was a cock whore, and despite the depravity I craved it.One then moved to my mouth and force his cock down my throat. His cock was about 6 inches and musky from jerking off while watching me get fucked. He didn't say a word, didn't have to, I was a sissy faggot, to. He was having fun with the other bridesmaid, judging by all the loud moans coming from their side of the room, which made it hard to ignore them. All in all, it was a fantastic night. On the Thursday, we went out yet again. We got unfathomably drunk again, and started debating over which girl which of us would take home. Unfortunately, they heard us, got pissed, and left without us. We were so drunk we could barely see straight, but somehow we staggered back to our room. He collapsed onto his.