“I'm sorry for the lost of child” Ray said as he walks back to his car, he gets in and drives off without looking back. I then broke down and cry,... my whole family was crying except my dad he was trying to hold it in. “I want you out my house, by tomorrow” my mom said as she slams the passenger seat door of my dad truck close. I sat in the back seat of my dad truck crying on the inside. My twin sister Isabelle wait was a week later on a Friday, then the funeral was the next day, and I went up to. “Khan Chacha, sit here,” Akhtar asked the eldest of the five of them to sit on the single-seater sofa at the side.Both Chotu and Hassan came after locking all the doors and taking all the phones with them.“One of these bitches will be screwed today. The room is decorated for a honeymoon,” shouted Chotu. Hassan laughed with him.Akhtar was the gang leader. He was a 45-year-old tall bearded man, very well built. He looked like a proper Pathan Khan chacha was 60 years old and very fat with a huge. . You have to give me . By listening to her words I pulled her up and made stand on the floor removed her dress she was only in her designer bra and matching panty.Started sucking her vagina above her panty was chewing her vertical lipsSlowly went up kissed on her panty line moved to her navel inserted my tongue into her deep navel kissed licked entire navel she started holding my hair so grip I did it for long time and moved up to her breast which was wonderful round shaped covered by her red. "Here you go this is all I could find for a headache," he said and handed me the bottle.I poured me another glass of water and took the Tylenol."Oh man ... I'll never drink like that again," I said and pressed my fingers to my head.Ben stared at me. "You were pretty drunk last night."I looked at him and laughed. "Yeah I know. Sorry about that. Did you carry me to my room?"He nodded."Thanks. I'm so sorry I guess I was just feeling really down."Ben stared and said nothing."What?" I asked."You.