What are you trying to say?Sushma pulled Madhu out of her room and brought her in the hall. Madhu saw Ajit, Rohan, Sid, Abhi, Ramu (the tailor), Om. D...inks kept on the table and everyone looking at Madhu with a smile.Sushma: All your lovers in one room, Madhu. I know you are sad but I think this will be the best farewell gift. I mean a farewell fuck.Madhu: Oh my god! I cannot believe it. I think we should not waste another minute and get to work.Everyone started drinking. Madhu pulled out her. ‘I’ll be damned, Kelly, a grown woman still sucking her thumb.’ My brother. The fuck-twit. It’s not that bad to have a habit of sucking one’s thumb. I have friends who didn’t stop until they were in their late teens. Occasionally I wake up to find my husband, also a childhood thumb-sucker, going to town on his 27-year-old thumb. My fever, which was now blazing onto my cheeks, spilling over onto the red vinyl tablecloth wasn’t about sucking my thumb. The true depravity was in my gaga. I have. Time dragged and it seemed an age since he had gone, not just a month. Things were getting a little easier. I wasn't missing him as much now, but I was frantically frustrated. Richard seemed to be around even less and when he was he wasn't up for sex. Photo sessions with him seemed to be a thing of the past. 'I'm staying in Lima for a few days and will have internet access so download yahoo messenger' the text from Peter read.'How can I do that without dad finding out' I sent back?Being the IT. 'I sat up next to him and saw he was already massaging his massive, thick vained cock inside his boxers, 'Come here' he said again and noded at the floor in front of him. Without another word I did as I was told and dropped to my knees wearing only my shorts, my hard on struggled against the fabric and sent a naughty, shiver through me as I thought about the nasty things I was about to willing do.Ryan pulled off his boxers, still sat on the edge of the bed and parted his legs to reveal his full.