” Mom declared.Everyone agreed. But Rajesh was just squeezing my boobs. All of us stayed naked until dinner was ready. Then there was a debate about...who will take my virginity. Deepak wanted it because he did not have any virgin pussy as she had been fucked by my dad and brother before her marriage. Rajesh wanted that because he hadn’t tasted any virgin pussy so far. But dad told that he was the one who broke mom’s and sis’s virginity, he holds the right to break mine too. Dad won and it was. Truth was, I was breathing through my mouth, although even doing that I could still smell them.When she told me to breathe them all in though, I stopped and had a sniff through my nose.Oh god I almost chocked!Wow it was really strong.A really powerful smell.She laughed as I almost gagged from her smell."Oh god, Danni, I don't think I can take much more!"I revealed to her."Give in then, love. Just say, 'oh mercy mercy Danni, your farts have gotten the better of me!'"She taunted with a laugh. I knew that each wore a shoulder holster and ankle holster, and had enough ammunition tucked away in pockets to stop a tank or to fight their way out of almost any situation.I was playing the hale fellow well met with everyone at our table, and even two couples at nearby tables that wondered what our large entourage was all about.Over dinner, Ryan and Deke engaged me in a discussion I’d had many times with the girls – money. Ryan started it; “Mark, Deke and I would like to pickup the dinner tab. I took a long, deep drag and glanced at the sewer grate a few feet away from the wall. Those freaks, those -things-, were sometimes said to live down in the gutters (sometimes, it was said, they were actually allergic to sunlight, like vampires). All or almost all males, they were also rumored to be in the regular habit of screwing each other, and sometimes whatever other boys they could get their hands on. Maybe boys just like me. And somehow—I’ll blame it on the heat, the fog over my.
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