He loved the look she flashed him with her eyes such a look of hate and fear. She lay in the fetal position quietly sobbing. Why her she thought, and ...why had she been wet her body betraying her arousal. How could it, why would she need it. She felt his eyes on her and reach between her legs and cupped her pussy to cover her modesty. She felt the wet stickiness of his leavings inside her and running down her leg. What was gong to happen to her now, she hoped he would just let her go, but she. Aur kabhi kabhi hum apni mummyio ko ek sath bulake chod te bhi hain jisme hamara sara cum meri mummy chaat thi hai…Meri maa mere dosto ki raand rakhel ban chuki hai….Bhen ki lodi…. Ab yeh iss wale kahenge 1000 words ki likho inki ma ki chut itni hi likhunga me toh Dosto yeh ek sachhi kahani hai…Me apni mummy ke sath ek colony me rehta hu jaha mere bhot dost bhi hain… Me apni mummy ka description nahi dunga kyuki woh boring hoga bas yeh maanlo mast maal hai… Toh dosto ek din humare ghar me. What the hell was her problem? If she had a problem with me, fine, but don't you be rude to my father! I thought she treated her mother pretty rudely, too!Allie jumped in to make conversation as my Dad and I tried to help as well. Kristi muttered single word answers to everything, and refused to be drawn into conversation. Maybe she was just really shy? The conversation came around to my mother and I not agreeing on many things and my coming to live with Dad and Allie and she finally uttered a. Ava and Donna joined in, the mothers came over to comfort their daughters, and they got caught up in the emotion themselves. In a few seconds, the floodgates were open, and the hankies were being grabbed off the midair stack. I had no spare hands, with frantic girls grabbing my arms in their need for reassurance.The next quarter of an hour was as bad as I've ever seen. Living among girls I've seen a lot of tears before, but nothing on this scale. Saying "There, there" had NO chance of having.