Abb Saleem tum bhi mere Lund ko chooso….daikho yeh bhi juice nikale ga….lo baita sharmaoo nahi”Yeh kehte huwey unoho ne mera head ko pakrd ker a...ne Lund ke pass kia aur mere moonh mein apna jumbo Lund daal ker mere head ko dabadaba ker moonh mein daal dia….phir thoori dair baad mujhey bhi achcha lunge laga….mein ne josh mein unke Lund ki sucking kerne laga…..Idher Mamoo bhi mast hoorahe thay….aur apne hatoon se meri Gaand mein apni ungli daalney ki koshshish kerrahey thay…mein sucking mein. The girls would call me slut and whore and hussy. The guys would call me those names, too, but they would mean them as a compliment. They would want to do things to me. I bet there would be fifty comments from guys offering to jizz on my face. Probably more than a few that offered up their own mothers to join the fun, too.But did any of them actually believe that I’d shared Justin’s jizz with his mother? I doubt it. However, it was still hot posting the pic on social media.I walked my head held. I sound of hand across faceechoed across the room. I could hear people gasp.That sobered me - for at least 10 seconds. I remembered everything Amberdid to me over the last 4 days. I remembered Fay rejecting me. It was allAmber's fault. I can feel my fists ball. My inner voice was telling me tostop. I was staring down Amber. "Stop Tony. You don't hit girls." Mycheek was burning. The room was swirling. I couldn't stop the nextthought from forming. "But Christina does." I had lost control.I. For a long time they didn't pay me no nevermind even if I smiled at them. They ate their sandwiches, and I ate my poppers, and we never talked to each other even though the dining area had nobody else in it. But one day I was relaxing, reading a comic book and eating my poppers and I happened to have my legs apart. Well, I look up from my comic book and Orville is looking up my dress. I couldn't believe it. I left my legs apart for a while to make sure, and as long as they were apart, he was.