Everything's happening so fast, I ignore his command and follow him out. He doesn't even notice, searching for Michael. His tall frame stalks through ...o the living room, and I hear Michael and Ethan both start talking at the same time. "What the fuck dude?" Ethan groans, silencing him. "She said you guys-" "I don't give a shit what she said. All I heard was her yelling at you to stop," Ethan snaps. I'm standing out of view behind Ethan in the kitchen, assuming Robert is in the living room. He inserts pearl stud earringsthrough his pierced lobes. Around his neck he fits a wide velvetchocker with a large ivory cameo brooch at the throat. On his rightwrist he buckles the thin leather strap of a ladies jewelled watch onhis left arm he slides several gold bangles.He surveys himself in his long mirror, turning left and right, andlooking over his shoulders to ensure everything is correct. Satisfiedhe walks from his bedroom to his lounge, pours himself a glass of whitewine, and then. She came in droves, years of pent up rejection, frustration, sexual needs and desire was being fucked right out of her by her beautiful son.Jacqui was in complete meltdown, she had loved to have multiple orgasms when she was younger, and now she was having them again, right here in her son's bed. She heard a voice from somewhere, her eyes shot open, then she realised it was her mumbling and babbling. 'Oh Rob, oh my darling darling boy, I love you baby, don't stop, not yet, fuck me more and more. Perfect boobs, perfect body, perfect ass, perfect abdomen, perfect complexion, perfect height and perfect cunt. But I was made up of a different material. Conventionally unconventional.Okay, my story starts six years ago when I joined a crash course for engineering entrance exams. There I met my old school friends Abhinav & Bhanupriya. I also made friends with a cousin brother of Bhanupriya named Himesh. Me & Bhanupriya had exchanged numbers long before on Orkut. We talked till late in the.