A kiss on all the cocks and pussies and assholes who showed so much love for me. All those who responded to my stories and my piss fetish, next time w...en you stand for a piss, imagine that I am holding your dicks and rubbing your clits as your stream comes out I bathe in the holy waters from head to toe and then I smell your nectars and lick the final drops as a divine offering. A special kiss to wives of all the Hyderabad couples and press on the cocks of the guys, who have been more than. She said she remembers what it was like and that she was sure I'd be careful and that you seemed like a nice guy." Wait a minute. She's OKAY with us having sex?" Well ... I wouldn't say she's thrilled by the idea, but she seems willing to accept the fact that it happened and we aren't going to stop." This is just too weird. I mean parents aren't supposed to react like that ... are they?" I was totally confused."I don't think so either. But if she's not going to pitch a fit, I guess we're. Though the house on the old family farm would be cramped, it would be nice to see them again, and get everything working. A tinge of shame filled you. You were not particularly manly, and did not know how to fix things on the farm.You walked past a mirror on your wardrobe, catching a sight of yourself. You are Chad. A slightly tall, light built, blond young man. Lately you have been questioning yourself, what you are and what you want to be. You imagined yourself living on the farm for the rest. "What's wrong?" she asked softly.I looked at her like the was a dumbass. "Are you fucking kidding me Karen?" I asked angrily. "Did you somehow forget what just happened?" No," she answered calmly. "I didn't forget anything. You got caught cheating on your date? So what! How many times has that happened to you now? A few right?" She paused, but I didn't answer. "Plus, there are all the times you've fucked around and haven't been caught. Why is this a big deal? This is what you do. It's always.