. Dad:"come over here son. " I walk over I feel flippy flap in my chest even though I have rock hard abs and fucking traps of a blacksmith inside I am... still a virgin looking at my dad towing above me just as muscled as I with out an ounce of misplaced tissue and my mother my fucking god , wow kneeling before us both looking up at me with love and utmost devotion , when I looked in her eyes I knew that she was mine to do with, whatever my teenage perverted mind could think of, her breasts. Apnee betee se mujhee kahtee hue sharam lagtee haa. Shahzad- mee hu na apkee madad kee liyee. Mee nikaal diyaa karungaa , aapkaa kam ho jayegaa aur kisee ko kanoo kaan khabar bheee nahee hogee. Reena- Nahee ye sab theek nahee haa. Me parayee mard kee samnee apnaa moteee mummey kasee nikaal karr uskee madadd see apnaa dudh nikalvaooo.Shahzad- mee ab prayaa kahaa rahaa huu, bahut din see aap kee ghar a raha huu, mat niklaoovo mujhh see aur cancer kar lenaa. Reena- Shazad tum shayad theek kah. I still went dancing on Friday and Saturday nights after my shift ended, and actually found them to be quite enjoyable. Emma and I wrote to each other as before with her letters getting more explicit, and I in turn told her what was going on in my little world. When Emma's school year ended, she wrote to tell me she was going away for her annual three weeks holiday, this time to Amsterdam and promised to write as soon as she got there. After a few days I got a letter from her with the address. And you’ve got a hard on you fucking perv”. I was hoping she might be turned on by the sight of my erection through the pink satin like once before.Sharon looked at me; I was such a pathetic sight with my wilting erection under her pink panties, my pajamas round my knees.“Go on then, panty boy, why don’t you do it in front of me and get it over with? Hurry up I’ve got to go; I’m being waited for.”Sharon looked at her phone.I was left with no choice. My hand involuntarily went to my aching.