I don't like being away every night knowing you are home, going to bed alone. I'm sure you miss me as much as I miss you, maybe more. We use, having t... make a living as an excuse. Do we really need to spend most of our precious lifetime away from each other. I enter the dark quiet house that we call home. The silence is deafening.I miss my wife, greeting me with a kiss, hearing her say, "I've missed you so much, I'm glad you're home." I climb the stairs to our bedroom and sit on our bed,. I found a sticky liquid, pre cum, oozing from my hard dick. It was all new for me. Then playing for some time I put them back and wore my short and t-shirt and waited for aunt.Aunt came back and saw me with smile and said “aw Babu sorry to leave u alone u must be hungry” I nodded “yes” she closed the door & while walking in the room she started changing her dress. She was still considering me to be small innocent boy. She removed her sari standing in front of a dressing table I was sitting. He liked it when I called him Daddy, so that’s all I called him. I just wanted to please him. When he asked for pictures, I buried my hesitation and sent him photos of me. In some of them I was at least wearing underwear, but they were all very compromising. I just wanted to please him. Finally the day came that we would meet. Daddy asked me to meet him at his work, because even though I was 18, I still lived with my parents. He worked in some office building on the 26nd floor. The elevator. “You heard me,” the least tenured member of the group shot back.“It’s best you be quiet,” the staff sergeant interjected as he began to disrobe.Gibril, Essa, and Boto all got naked. Then they ripped off Kristian’s clothing. “Look at that pretty round ass,” remarked Stf Sgt Sowe.“Built just like a bitch,” added Gibril.“I’m fucking that ass first,” claimed the engaged Essa Kinte.“Suck these dicks, sissy,” demanded Boto.Kristian’s heart-shaped pink lips quivered. He opened his mouth. His slanted,.