My name is Sam Drew and I am studying in 12th grade now. I am living alone in my house since my father is always travelling and my mother died in a ca...r accident last year. But I was never close with my mom. I was just a disappointment to her and she treated me like a nuisance, making my life hell. So, I don’t miss her at all, I don’t drink or smoke. I never bully or never get in way of anything bad. I have been taught since childhood to be good to everybody and I’m now uncool. I am neither very. "Nervous?" he asked."A little." My folks are okay. You'll like them." He chortled. "You know, when I was a kid I was embarrassed by them because ... well, because both my mom and dad are a bit ... different. Back then I wanted parents like everyone else's. Now I appreciate them." Different, how?" They're both free spirits. My dad was an architect. He's retired, and now he's a luthier." A what?" A luthier -- someone who makes stringed musical instruments. He did that as a hobby when I was little. Phir unke muh mai daal diya todi der tak choos ne ke baad mera lund maine unke muh se nikala aur unki pait par bait gaya aur apna lund unke dono ball ke beech me rake ke breast fuck kiya unke ball ko chodthe chodte maine sara cheek unke muh pe uda diya unho ne muh apne towel ke saat saaf kiya itne mai mera lund khada hogaya aur maine ne apni psition le liya maine jaise hi apna lund unki choot mai dal na suru kiya toh woh tadapne lagi jab mai toda si dhakka mara toh mujhe malum hua ki unki seal. I am spent and lay down upon you, the creamy jism I left there squishes between us and I shudder at the pure wonder of what we share as your nectar combined with the final stream o semen flows around my shaft and seeps from you.” N: “Thank you.” T: “No, thank you for enduring my poor writing, hope it was at least a nice break from the day’s toils.” N: “It was amazing” T: “Well, it was really fun for me; you know it is one of my most favorite.