" The darkness faded and the pain returned, so much pain, too much, I wanted it to stop, it had to stop, it was too ... I closed my eyes and drifted, ...y mind and body separating as before, the oh so familiar sense of watching myself, my mind focused on the detail, intent on my subject, unaware of my hunger, my thirst, the loss of feeling in my leg folded beneath me as I sketched.I don't know how I did it, maybe I didn't? Maybe the pain was just to much and it overloaded my senses? All I. Let me going to tell u a my story, which happened two years ago when I was 15 years old. I m only son of my parents. Now we start real story in urdu. Hamari sari family cuzy park ghomnay gaee main bhee gaya tha sirf meray father nahi gayee thay. Wo business kay kisi kam say mulk say bahir thay. Ham sab khel raha thay main meri mom meri chachi chacha cousins. Meri chachi slide main bethnay say darti hain or meri mom ko bhot slide ka shok hay meri mom nain meri chachi ko bhot force kiya mager wo. “Aiiiii gonnnoooo” I squeal as he puts my panties back and clips the other side of the alligator clip to the chain between my breasts. I can't help myself. I am bucking helplessly on his cock, not sure whether I am trying to shake the clip free or make it rub on my needy clit more “Ahhhh pweez et me cnumm” I plead.The doctor grins at me and then slides his finger covered in my girl-juice into my gaping mouth, cleaning his fingers on my tongue and making me smell and taste myself. “I'm glad. ”Carter could not stand this. Not seeing his best friend beating himself up over some fashion addict with a penchant for torturing every living soul in his path.“It’s not your fault,” he said with determination, his hands curling into fists, pressed against his thighs.“Thanks, buddy,” Aron took a sip of the strong drink and grimaced, but in a way that told Carter he was actually enjoying the burn in his throat. “I appreciate it. But that still doesn’t change anything. And I know that it must be.