Usne kaha ki me waha akeli rehti hu, to koi humko disturb v neh karega uar aaram se apna kam v ho jayega.Dusre din me seedhe uske ghar chala gaya,hum ...subah karib 8 baje uske ghar panhuch gaye, humlogo ne apna nasta karne k baad apne romance ko aage badhana start kiya.usne kaha kyun na hum log ek saath nahame chale, isse hum logon ki journey ki thakawat v dur ho jaegi aur sex ka maza v aayega. toh hum log apne kapde utar kar apne under garments me andar chale gaye.Saach bataun toh doston ab ki. We need to take itslow, keep pushing forward and never giving up on any progress that wemake with him. You need to remember that he is about as complicated as aman can get by experiencing true love. While he has made good progress inthe last couple of days in the grieving process, the watch exacerbatedit, first by delaying the start of it and then misdirecting his paintowards those who could help him. The reconciliation with his family willgo a long way in allowing his heart to heal and be open. So the hooter goes for dinner time and I goes to the toilet and not thinkin' I has a piss an' as I'm shakin it off, the bloke next to me bursts out laughin'! "Fuck me mate! That's like a sock full o' sand, that is"! I just blushed and smiled and stuffed me cock in me trousers an' washed me hands quick and walked out the toilets dead quick! I didn't think that he'd tell anyone, but that afternoon, some of the blokes started shoutin' "Oi! Don"? I ain't too bright so I goes, "No fellas, me name's. Ken pushed Mom’s skirt up and I saw that she was wearing hold-up stockings, the dirty bitch. But that was unfair, I knew what older guys liked, and if I’d have thought about it I would have dressed like a hooker too. Even though his head was buried between my Mom’s big boobies I could see Ken’s eyes flash up now and again to check me out. I’d spread my legs to allow myself access and was gently tapping my fingertips against my crotch, which was probably giving him something of a show too. It.