Aur mene bhi dhyaan nhi diya kyunki hum vicky par dhyan de rahe the aur jaise vo kareeb araha tha me uske mumme ko jor se daba raha tha utne me seema ...a dhyan gaya aur vo thodi naughty smile di mujhe dekh kar aur phir vicky vahase chala gaya ye soch kar ki koi nhi hai vaha. Mujhe seema ke mumme daba kar majja aaraha tha itne me seema boli are bhai hai tu mera aise karna shobha deta hai.To me bola nhi deta lekin tujhe majja araha hai na to le le na majja .Ye sunte he seema ne mere lund par haat. “Shut the fuck up, bitch, your mouth is mine, you dirty little cum slut!” “I’m a bad boy,” I demurred, sucking my finger suggestively and playing along. It was as if we had suddenly shifted up a gear in our race to satisfaction. “Say you love to suck cock,” he commanded. I hesitated, but this time, only to revel in the truth of it. “Say it, slut!” “Ooooh, I love it; I love to suck your cock,” I answered truly. “It feels so good. So big, so hard. I want to taste your cum.” “You’re going to suck. "Frank," the woman screamed, "Frank." Then they began running. She was crying as she ran into my arms, I was crying and the little girl cried because her mummy was crying. It took an age for us to speak as we clung to each other."Say hello to Poppy your daughter," she smiled,"Are you my daddy?"I looked at the heart shaped birth mark on her wrist and nodded."Yes my darling, I'm your daddy." Mummy says you've got a mark like mine." Yes it's exactly the same and in the same place as yours." You. " Thomas? How do you know where he is"?"I know where a few children are. They are all boys. They live in a houseand all I know is that they are dressed like girls." Why are they dressed like girls? In the picture you sent me, Thomas has adress on. Why does he have a dress on?" I don't know." Why don't we just ring the police and let them rescue Thomas?" The house where he lives is very strange. I have seen many men there.Some looks like they could be members of the mafia. To be honest, I.