Anyway, after each passing day, I got some good friends and now I have a boyfriend (name). We got close and now my father even knows about him. We use... to have even late night chats at his home, and my father wouldn’t mind that much. One day like all the other days I went to his home, he was alone, his parents have left him and have gone to hyderabad to attend some function. We had a normal chit chat and dinner at 9. When I was about to leave he insisted me to stay at his home for that night,. Please feel free to comment. The critism (both good and bad) This is the first of hopefully many more chapters. This story includes rape, and beastiality, so if this isnt your thing please keep it moving. This is not MY true story, but its not to far from the truth, I will let you use your imagination! so without further ado…………….My first baby!!!!!!!! I felt the pain before I could protest the girth I felt pressing against my pussyhole. I thought I was dreaming at first. I laid there frozen, on. The thought of losing Sharon after losing Mom, of being completely alone in the world without her, was physically painful. Waiting for her to come home was the longest five hours I'd ever spent.Sitting alone in our silent little house, I eventually heard footsteps approaching the front door. I peered into the darkness outside, and could make out two people nearing. I stepped back from the window to keep them from catching me peeping. As they drew close I could see it was Sharon, walking with a. Bart looked at Milhouse and realized his friend’s uncertainty. “Hey man are you okay?” ”Yeah I’m fine I just don’t know abo…….” While his friend was distracted Bart had removed his pajama pants and underwear and had placed Milhouse’s hand on his erect boyhood. Surprised by Bart’s action Milhouse first lifted his hand off of Bart’s dick he then felt a rush of desire to touch Bart’s gentiles. Milhouse then lowered his hand onto his best friend’s erect cock and began to play with it as if it were.