Justin tried not to listen but the sounds of his fist slapping up and down and the liquidly sounds of his pre cum and the occasional grunt and moan wa... having an effect on him. Standing in front of the sink he had to shift the growing bulge to give it room to expand. Damn, why was he getting a hard on listening to him jerking off just on the other side of the wall? Did that mean he was gay? One last grunt meant that he had finished the act.Justin sighed. It was torture listening and knowing. Your ex-wife and I were talking and I believe it was Angie who said it would be nice if you were to volunteer to baby-sit after the deliver, when she and Ron went out, and later when she goes back to work at the school. I offered your services for half of her monthly stipend. She said that was very reasonable, and we struck a deal. But then she said, ?Too bad he can?t nurse too. I imagine it is a pain, pumping and storing bottles.? Apparently Angie is interested in nurse feeding her baby. . As I was the only son I have all the freedom with my parents. From my childhood mom use to hug me and kiss me on my cheeks before she leaves to office and dad use to wave my hair before he goes to office. And this habit continued for both of them as I grew up. My mom usually wears sari and optionally wears salwar kameez. What ever she wears she looks beautiful. When I was in my engineering first year I was really wanting for sex. To satisfy my sexual urge I use to see all the adult sites. I was. ” I became stunned listening what they have told me. The leader told me that I will be fucked here now and if I cooperate with them then they will create no harm to me otherwise my face will be burnt by throwing acid and I will be ugly for rest of my life. There was no alternative for me except to give my acceptance.One of them came forward and lifted my orange coloured synthetic silk Kameej upward to my heads to remove it from my body. I lifted my hands to make it easy. He threw it on a sofa.