.. I’m so sorry! “ he covered up his most private bits in a hurry, looking a bit ashamed. “Hey, it’s okay...” she smiled, moving his hand aw...ay to set it softly on the bulge in her panties “I wouldn’t expect this kind of activity to not have that sort of affect on you... it’s okay I promise.” He blushed at her actions but was almost relieved she wasn’t terrified of the idea. He knew next to nothing about human genitals because he’d been told to stay far away from them, let alone see their most. Padhayi ke baad raat ko sone se pehle kabhi kabhi dekh leta hoon.Fir mujhe ek ichcha hone lagi ki kyu na aaj mom ke sath porn dekha jaaye to maine poocha: Kya aap dekhogi?Maa: Kya? Porn?Main: Haan.Maa: Tumhare sath? Nahi nahi!Main: Mujhe pata hai apka mann hai, sharmao mat, ab to hum boyfriend girlfriend haina mom.Maa hasti hui boli: Ha ha ha! Tum is boyfriend girlfriend ka kafi fayda utha rahe ho.Main: To bolo, dekhogi mere sath?Maa: Hmmm! Ok. Bas ek baar.Mujhe pata tha agar ek baar to matlab. Deeper in my ass it feels like it’s started to solidify… what could it be…? Suddenly I realized; it must be wax! The sick bastard. It fills me up, pushing out the inside of my ass causing me to stretch. I want to cry out for him to stop, but I don’t know if he will punish me worse if I do…. It’s taking forver… when will he stop this unbearable torture? The heat is radiating throughout me, my body doesn’t know how to cope with the insane temperatures.At some point, the wax stops dripping in my. .. the voice of Jackson Browne sang from her I-Pod. Running on, empty ... Running on ... Running blind... A smile touched Angie's lips at the song. Her I-Pod was set to her marathon mix and had been playing random tunes from it for the past three and three quarter hours. Most of the songs were about running and all of them were chosen to keep her focused and alive. Not every song had "run" in the title but most did. The Jackson Browne tune playing at the moment was one of Angie's favorites..