Shuroo mein thodi takleef hui .. Shayad uski pati kabhi shivani ki gaand nahi maara tha.. Jaise he mera supada uske gaand mein ghusa woh zor se chilla...i.“aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh mmmmaaaaaaaaaarrrrrr hhh aaaaahhhhhhhhh gayeeeeeeeeeee… uuuuuuuuhhhhhhmmmmmmmmaaaaahhhhhhhh….“ Phir do jhatke mein aadha se jyada lund uske gaand mein ghus gaya… Woh sar utha ke cheekh rahi thi.. Main uske baalo ko zor se kheencha aur gaand mein shot marne laga.. Woh dard ke maare chatpata rahi thi.aur zor se aahen bharne. The young man smiled in return. He leaned close to the old man and whispered. ‘I remember when my mom brought you into our family. You were the picture of courtesy whenever she was around. And when she was not you terrorized me old man. I fucking hated you.’ The old man’s eyes grew wide. ‘I’m not here to tell you goodbye old man. I don’t feel pity for you in your situation. I just want to tell you what to expect. You used to terrorize me. You always scared my sisters. You always used my. . Joan opened her eyes and gave a weak smile “I did it I took his big cock in me and it was awesome”.As she took a sip of her drink Beth looked at me “I know honey ,the boys were tired when they came home”. It didn’t appear to Joan that it was her mom she was talking to. “It also hurt,”she said as Beth urged her to drink some more then put her arm around her daughter. “She is bleeding too“ I said to Beth “I am worried ,I didn't mean to hurt her ,I really didn’t ,I am so sorry”I looked at her. Both men were older now, but shestill saw the resemblance. She sighed. "If only he still looked at melike I still look at him."The meal was eaten mostly in silence. A little shop talk about what they'd done all day, but not much more. He did surprise her at onepoint. "The stew tastes different tonight," he said without looking upfrom the plate.Not better or worse, just different. She could hardly admit what she'd done. "I decided to experiment with a little different mix of spices. Doyou.