Raat ka time the. Mere bachche soye hue the. Viju aur Baku kuch din pehle hi mere aur Dave ke liye dog collar aur chains leke aaye the. Unhe hume kutt... ki tarah chain se bandhkar rakhne mein maza aata tha.“Agar yeh kutta aur kutiya hai toh inhone kapde kyu pehne hue hai?” Ramiz bola.“Baat toh sahi hai,” Viju ne thoda soch ke kaha. “Baku, in dono ko nanga kar.”“Please yaar. December ka mahina hai. Hume thand lag jayegi,” maine aitraaz kiya.“Tu kutiya hai. Aur tera bhai ek kutta. Kutto ko thand. A bit shaken by this I decide to just leave. Fuck Tristen, she’ll just have to party without me. I stand up to go and find myself quite dizzy and nauseous. I hurry to the ladies room but it passes within minutes. Must’ve been the drink, I don’t drink much so just a little is plenty. Stepping out of the restroom I notice that same man leaning on the wall next to the door. ‘I just thought I’d give you one more chance.’ This was too much. ‘One more chance for what? To fuck a loser like you? I. In this process, her skirt raised and she wet my pant by her pussy juice. She was out of sense for few moments. When she regained her breath, she started crying. I could not make out the reason, whether she felt bad or her boobs were paining by my kneading. Still she was lying over me and sobbing. I somehow consoled her, she said nothing but jumped from me and saw the wet spot on my pant and increased weeping. I was scared that I had hurt her physically or emotionally, and if she says this to. With no bra under her ¼ t-shirt the form of her perfect breast showed through and her hardened nipples stuck out a good ½ inch. “GIRL” she spat out “I haven’t been a little girl for a long time Bob, I can do anything my mom can do” The sound of her voice was not that of innocence but that of seduction and that heavenly body was all woman. I was in a tremendous battle with my conscious, morals and respect for her mother with my every male fiber in my body. It was impossible now to hide my.