They like tocall themselves The Kings. Well, the bastard just might be a queen in afew weeks. It would serve him right.He struts up to the stage like ...e owns it, like this is his own personalshow. Dark hair artfully tussled. He nods and smirks to friends of his ashe walks through the formation. The agents who escort him trail behind,like they are his honor guard or something.He springs onto the stage, taking the stairs two at a time. He stridesover to Jasmine, grinning. And Jasmine grins back.. ?Me: bohat maza aya, Kamaal ka Lund chooste ho tum, kaha se seekha,.. Akhtar: Shukriya bhai. Ye toh shuruwat hai..Me: Akhtar tumhe parson sabse zyada kya Pasand aya?Akhtar: Bhai mujhe kissing bohat Pasand ayi. Bohat maza aya kissing me.. Jee kar ra tha k apke honth choosta jau choosta jau.. Aur apka lund choosne me bohat maza aya, tagda lund hai apka.Aur apko kya Pasand aya.?Me: Jab tum ne Lund muh me liya, bohat zyada maza aya, it was most pleasuring.. Aur tumhari gaand b bohat Pasand. Amit glanced at her when she arrived in the room but seemed speechless, so Rekha spoke for him. "Just thought I would make myself more comfortable but now think that I look old and fat," said Rekha, with her eyes on her son.Amit's mouth went dry and his cock went hard, the stiffening in his trousers noticed by Rekha. "You do not look old or fat," said Amit, a bit breathlessly."Thank you, but look how big my backside looks in these jeans," said Rekha, turning her back to her son and looking over. The poor woman was just a single mother, trying to cope with her rebellious 14 year old son who obviously thought that he knew everything, and not only that, but her husband had left her three years ago after cheating on her with her best friend. She hadn't had a real boyfriend since, mostly because her son kept chasing them away with his obnoxious attitude towards all of them. What really threw the mix off was that Chris wasn't the only one who had been drinking. His mother had too. Drinking.