The living room didn't have any personal items expectfor a few pictures of Steven and mostly him doing some kind of sportactivity. Other than that not...hing it's almost as if this entire place issupposed to be some giant secret or something. I found a kitchen areaalong with a dining room and again nothing to indicate Steven had a longlasting presence here. I wondered how long Steven had been here. Thebedroom held nothing; the kitchen held nothing and the living room yieldedme nothing. I stood. As you will have guessed from his name, Kumar was from India, but, as was common, he had come to England to complete his specialist training after graduating in Medicine at one of the premier Medical Schools in New Delhi. He was tall —over six feet in height — with long black hair, which he kept tied back in a pony tail, and a beautiful olive complexion. He was, and is, very handsome with an aquiline nose and piercing deep brown eyes, and the junior nurses all fell in love with him.The work of. “I’ll report you if you lay a finger on me,” I threatened.“Now, you listen up. All I need to do is make one phone call and your arse will be in a juvie. Believe me, those guys will smell your gay arse a mile off,” he concluded.“I’m not gay,” I stated, emphatically.“Sure,” he answered sniggering. “I saw all the pictures and posters in your room. They were all of pretty guys. I didn’t see one girl on your walls.”Blushing like crazy, I didn’t bother answering.“It’s okay if you’re gay, Marco. In. When i looked at the mirror i couldnt beleive my eyes. I could see a black guy, over 6 ft tall, bald head and built like a bull, standing up while having his hands grabbing my moms head from the back. My mom was on her knees with her black maxi dress still on and had his cock inside her mouth while he was facefucking her violenty. I could hear my mom gagging and choking. He kept taking his cock out of her mouth and ramming it back in again with force while she tried to scream but her screams.