.." How?" she demanded."Now, instead of just the four of them doing it, each of them gets to bring two friends to join in as well. I'm sorry baby, I'm...really, really sorry." I pleaded."I don't care if you are sorry, and don't call me baby, you don't get to call me baby anymore, you bastard!" she scolded.She stormed off and went downstairs, leaving me in the bedroom alone, where I stayed. A few minutes later I heard the phone ring on the downstairs line, I wasn't going to go down there, no way.. Kiss krte krte main eek hath uske boobs pr rakha…hath rakhte hi usne jhatke se hath hta diya but kiss krti rhai. Sayad vo abi uske liye ready nit hi…fir maine usko cheeks pr, neck pr, pure face pr kiss krna start kiya to vo garam hone lagi and uske muh se dhire dhire awaaze nikalne lagi. Ab mai samajh gya k vo garam ho rhi hai. Fir maine uske boobs pr touch kia but is baar usne kuch ni kia. Ye dekhkar mera confidence badh gya or boobs press krne lga. Uske muh se awaaze nikal rhi thi “ dhire. I hooked my hands under his armpits and cradled his head with both hands, tussling his hair with my fingers. He had his arms tightly around me caressing my back with is hands. Our hard cocks and bodies were grinding together in a delicious slippery mess of precum and oil.All of a sudden there were voices and we looked up to see Dad, Quim and Luis, a friend of Quim, looking at us. “Well I don’t mind if we do join in “ said Dad.The sight of these three gents, getting their gear off to join in. A whisper... "What The Fuck Are You Doing?" He Roared. "You Lousy Little SHIT!"Suddenly I was on fire. My skin blistered and peeled off. The marrow in my bones boiled, incinerating me from within. I drew a breath to scream but the searing air turned my lungs to useless lumps of charred flesh.Then as quickly as it started. It was over. I was curled up on the floor, panting and sweating. I looked at my hands and arms. There were no burns... nothing... I could breath fine.The man, Stuart, stood.