Ab vo bina kapdo k mere saamne thi. Ab mujhse raha nahi gaya ar mai sheedhe uski chikni choot me apni jeebh pherne laga. Uski choot uske choot k paani... se ek dm chikni ho gayi thi… uske choot k paani ki khusboo mujhe pagal krr rahi thi. Uski choot ka ras itna tasty tha ki usko peete peete mere lund se paani niklne lag gaya tha. Mai lagataar uski choot chaat raha tha, ar apni jeebh uski choot me gussa raha tha.. poore room me uski aaahhhh…. Uhhhh… uffffff…. Ki aawaaze aa rahi. Vo itne josh me aa. ’ Keith shakes his head. ‘You know it is not that simple for me to stop beating myself up. I’ve tried distracting myself in so many ways but…the thoughts just keep returning and they won’t leave me alone.’ ‘Then we are going to play basketball at the courts tomorrow.’ Keith looks up to see Andy staring at him. ‘Thanks for the invite, but I…’ ‘That wasn’t an invite. I’ll see you there tomorrow at two or I’ll be banging on your door until you come out.’ Keith couldn’t help but laugh knowing Andy. Not only did her aunt continue to lick and gently suck on that finger to the point she had some drool in the corner of her mouth, Her sister reached over and pushed her own saliva back into her mouth. The strangeness of this was overwhelming, here she was sucking her nieces finger in broad daylight as they were all going to watch her get fucked by some teen aged boy. As they pulled up to her, hopefully, new home, Bridget realized she was getting very wet down there! On the ride up the elevator. So, after a serious session with Mom and Dad, me denying anything gay between us, they decided that I was not to go over to Paul's for the duration, whatever that meant. The whole episode was awful. Really awful.After about a month and a half, they thought that we were probably telling the truth and that we were just being 'boys' and that I could go over there again. I almost didn't want to risk any more accusations but Paul had told me that Rita was almost always in the pool after work and.