. er... brought you to life."She looks at the pencil, back at you, then back to the pencil. A look ofrealization and understanding flashes in her eyes... which quickly furrowand glare at you."Yes," she says in a low voice. "Yes, I... I understand now. You made me.I don't know how, but I just... I just know it."You smile, looking her amazingly shapely figure up and down. Yourconfidence begins to build now that she seems to have accepted herposition as your creation. She takes a few steps toward. Papa kuch bol hi nahi paaye. Us ek pal mein maano unki duniya palat gayi thi. Woh chup chap waise hi aadha khade rahe aur fir turant wapas baith gaye. Shayad unhone socha ki main hath hatalungi. Par main nikli badmaash.Waise hi payjame ke sath unke tane akaar ko apni naazuk hatho mein pakad unhe dekh boli: Hmmm aise hi baithe rahiye, nahi chorne wali ab main.Papa: Chalo ab choro baith gaya na wapas.Main: Nahi, kahi aap bhaag gaye to. Main pakdi rahungi aapko… aise hi.Papa: Offo, choro beta.Main. After some time her son was feeling sleepy, she told her go and sleep. Then she went to kitchen and started making rotis. I sat watching TV news, in between she went up to bed room, I was watching her, I believe she just went to check her son. But my crocked mind noticed that she bolted the door from outside. We had dinner together and I sat again in drawing room waiting for her next move or else to go home, I was sure she will do something so that I can proceed further. She came after 2 mins. Hinkle didn't think of himself as a child molester. No, he thought ofhimself as en enabler. He was helping this boy get intocollege. It was atrade off. Just before he shot his filthy load, Mr. Hinkle pulled out. He let his prick pulse for a moment, and then it shot is stream offucksnot all over the boy's handsome face. Cum sprayed the boy, filling hisnostrils and coating his lips. It stung his eyes and dripped from hischeeks. "Look at me Shiestcunt!" Kyle looked up at the gloatingman. Mr..