To Niki boli Teri koi gf he kya? To mene kaha ki ek nahi bohot he. To WO boli itna paani late kaha se ho? Mene kaha pura sumandar he mere pass to WO h...sne lagi. WO bich bich me sharma bhi rahi thi. Fir WO teres pe chali gayi. Me bhi uske piche piche chala gaya.Any girl, aunty, unsatisfied one agar mujhse baat karna chahati ho to mujhe WhatsApp Kate mera whatsap number he nine eight five zero eight five six nine two zero. You can see me in my dp. Fir hum teres pr baate karne lage. Uski madak. .. ahh... never..." Never what?" I pressed."Well... ahh... I've never seen, umm..." he paused briefly to swallow before finishing "... nipples like yours before."With a sly grin I asked "What about my nipples?"Feeling more at ease he continued "They are so incredibly huge..." he paused once again to swallow, "... beautiful." he finished in a whisper."So you like what you see?" I said. All this talk about my now aching nipples was getting to me. The horns were starting to pop out on my head as. "Monique put her book down, and tried to sooth the hysterical girl, "It will be alright Laura, see I've been reading today to see if I can discover a cure for you." Monique pointed to the thick psychology book she just put down."You see, according to what I read, as long as you didn't cum today you should be fine. See, if you cum, it will act as positive reinforcement for your perviness. I think you kind of like one of Pavlov's dogs. Cept' instead of your mouth waterin', your pussy leaks!". Although she usually kept him fed as well as she could, he had learned to scrounge for himself at an early age.The young man was not shocked when he came home one evening from a foray to the back door of a local bakery, hoping to salvage some of the unsold and stale products, only to find his mother in an alcoholic daze. He had found her like that a few times before, always trying to comfort her until she came out of it and was again able to function. He was resigned to the knowledge that one.