Prasad was very rough kind of person. He used to be last in our class and always be in all the school fighting. We spilt in the collage as his father ...as transfer to different city they moved and it was after 4 year he visited our house. As we were good friends we keep sharing our secrets.One day Prasad found some pictures of my mother that I took them secretly without my mother knowing.There were all of my mother boob exposing and some I took them while she was changing dress by hiding camera.. She was in anger and asked me what I was doing. I was not able to speak or face her. She said if I will not answer her then she will tell this to my dad. So I was afraid and started to cry. I said I wanted to give you pleasure.After listening to this she had a weird smile on her face. I thought this as a green signal. So I went close to my mom and placed my lips over her. It was a great smooch and saliva exchanged in our mouths. My hands were running on her back. Our tongue started to fight. We. Arriving at the height of XX (designation of the boy) I bend down and I began to touch the tip of his penis ... fiddling with my tongue. I put it on hard ... often Pollon had XX. I started to put his poodle little by little in my mouth, I did not enter, and I got on all fours instead of squatting. While I was sucking her, a stranger came and she started fucking me in the pussy ... I felt that I had never felt it ... .Another girl came and started rubbing her pussy on my back ... I had to make. Now, it was dark, silent, smelling of stagnant water and rot. The Temple was still warm and humid, as it always had beenHe stepped into the central room, his eyes automatically seeking out the great well in the middle of the room. This room looked to have been desecrated worse than the entire city combined, as a ring of steel spikes lined the well, each one with a skeleton crumpled at the base. More skeletons lay around the room, some half submerged in the stagnant pools that had once served as.