"After she killed herself, I learned the truth." I brought the sandwiches to my nose and breathed in their aroma. "Robert and his pig parents showed m... there was love in the little things my mom did for me. I hope she was crazy, but I know she loved me. Love and necessity! She used to say those two words all the time, but I didn't believe her."I bit into the center of the half sandwich in my left hand. After swallowing, I bit into the center of the other half."My mom made them exactly like. He spoke all the time as he took me “you slut you love it hard don’t you “, “all your good for is to be fucked”, “how many guys had you this week TELL ME” I remained silent as he rambled on and on letting him do what he wanted. Feeling the first drops of his pre-cum leak in me knowing it would be over in a minute I hunched up to speed up the process. “Just like the slut you are fuck me back” he yelled as his pre-cum flowed. “In your mouth NOW” he yelled pulling his cock out holding it with. ..>Part I Prologue:"PIMP MY RIDE"Somewhere - Las Vegas, NV10:17 PM / Saturday, July 6In a dark and distant corner of an otherwise well-lit parking garage,where the stagnant air and oppressive desert heat lingered far into thenight, a tricked-out black Escalade rocked furiously back-and-forth asmuffled moans of pleasure intermittently rose above the white noise andconstant din of the nearby Vegas Strip. It was there, barely visiblethrough foggy tinted windows, that a pair of silhouettes danced. This story happened six years back in the ending of our college days.Well myself 5.7″ tall average built fair guy that girls want to be friend because of my friendly behavior and frank nature. When I was in intermediate I was clever student in class so every one used to asked doubts and I use to clarify them easily and priya also comes to me daily and asked doubts and I use to clarify when no on notice us she use to show her cleavage to me and I use to see and some time she use to touch my cock.