My wife giggled in delight. "Oh baby" she said as she covered her mouth in suppressed excitement. "I think she likes it.." My heart was thumping in my... chest. My darling little angel looking at pictures of all these men fucking.....She was clearly fascinated. Obviously curious and excited.Suddenly she put the magazines down. She seemed to think for a moment. Was it over. Had she had enough? Was she going to run away?Suddenly she stood up and went to the bedroom door. She seemed to be calling out. 35. Mancavano ancora un paio di chilometri all’arrivo e, come se non bastasse, doveva ancora cambiarsi e mettersi nella divisa con pantaloncini blu scuro e strisce gialle sui lati, parecchio aderenti e a metà coscia, e la maglietta giallo canarino con grossi e buffi numeri blu scuri (carattere Comic Sans). Improvvisamente il cellulare squillò:“E che cavolo, hanno ragione se sono incazzate le mie compagne, ma ormai lo dovrebbero sapere che sono una ritardataria nata, possono anche cominciare. I love you a lot. But, I love him too. He is my son.” my mother was crying as she completed the sentence.“He is not your son, Sarah. No son will fuck his mother. He does not deserve your love.” My dad said, with no change in tone.“Stop saying that. Stop blaming him, Jacob. You don’t understand. You make me smile. You give me everything. But, he makes me cum!” my mom said shocking both my dad and me“I want all of it. I want both of you.” my mom said, sounding completely insensitive.Throughout. He was the thickest of all of them so far.I knew my brother had the thickest dick among them. I guessed it to be Sameer, and to my luck, I was finally right. I was glad atleast one of them wont fuck me in such a cheap situation.Sameer: (laughing) Slut knows her brother perfectly well.He took off my blindfold and had a sad look on his face. In some corner of my mind, I also felt bad for him.Me: (smiling) I am sorry, bhai, you can make it up in some other way.Sameer: (smiling back) How didi?Me:.