Me apko jo story likh raha hoon wo karib 2 saal pahle ki hai tab me bsc ke first year me tha. hamare ghar me hum teen log hi rahte hai me aur mere pap...a mummy. mere pitaji ek private company mien kaam karte hai, meri maa housewife thi wo ghar sambhlti thi sab achha chal raha tha ki pitaji ki tabiyat kharab ho gayi unko hospital me admit karna pada. maa bhi unke saath rahti thi me ghar me akela rahta tha isliye mere khane pine khayal rakhne ke liye meri ma ne meri mousi ko bulaya tha. meri mousi. Although I was stronger than her, I still felt helpless and weak.After that, she tore my t-shirt and removed my jeans. I was standing in my black jockey underwear, ashamed and fearful, in front of her. She returned to the room to grab a collar belt and a whip, which she carried on her back.Now she tightened the collar belt on my neck as tight as possible, causing difficulties with my breathing. Then she pushed me on my four legs and spanked me hard with her whip on my ass cheeks. She pulled me. They’re pretty shitty dads in the book. But actually Eddie’s mom in my revised version probably comes off worst of all. Actually Eddie’s idea. Of course, like No Contest, they really are fiction, just uncomfortably close to their inspirations.”“Is moms ready to publish?” Cynthia asked.“Almost. Maybe. I need to do one more careful edit, and with the changes, I figure I’ll need to wait another month before I do that. Fresh eyes, or at least fresh as a couple months can have. Right now I actually. He stopped by a downed tree and let go only long enough to put it back into his mouth. Kale gasped as his brother took him again in his mouth. He lightly place one hand on the top of Jeremys head and stiffened up feeling his 14 year old balls tighten under the sucking power of his sexy brother. Jeremy sensing this stopped and stood up for anther kiss. Kale feeling no fear broke the kiss only to kiss down his neck and chest and stopped to pay extra attention to his brothers small little pink.