The ringing in his head had begun to dissipate. He could taste blood, and his couldn't see out of his left eye. Holding onto the chair he lifted himse...lf up. Again using the chair he stood, his balance was not good, and his chest felt as if it were pierced by several daggers. 'More broken ribs" he thought. "Those pictures you have are nothing, they don't mean anything. They're a private matter.Vito did not seem to communicate anything, but David was hit in the small of the back - it felt as if. ”She said it very matter of fact like, and as though it was no big deal but I could see there was tension in her body language as well. It looked like she was about to crush the coffee cup with nervous energy. I was terrified.“You knew?”“I've known all along. I was just waiting for you to tell me. It's not the sort of thing you can just bring up in conversation you know.”My mind was flooded by a mixture of strange feelings. She knew all along and yet she still fell in love with me? Was she. My mother set us out on the street, Evan! When my father died, she called my son a 'bastard' and set our belongings out on the walk. That is not better!" Our son," Evan cut in. "He is your son only because you hid his existence from me. Please do not allow that snippet of fact to elude your thoughts. And you could have picked up the phone and called me at any time in the past 18-and-a-half years. I always admired your stubborn pride when we were younger but now I think I understand why 'hubris'. Irfaan mounted Fatima from behind and she moaned appreciatively, closing her eyes as she savored the feel of Irfaans cock deep inside of her. Irfaan grabbed her hair with one hand pulling her head back sharply, and began to fuck her hard and deep. Each thrust brought her a step closer to ecstasy, and Zain was mesmerized by the scene infront of him. Fatima seemed to be in some sort of drunken haze because she kept on sobbing the word 'yes' over and over again. She never took her eyes off Zain.