Jab me utha fir se maa ke room mei gaya waha par koi nahi tha bed ke neecha kai saray use condom paday tha mai samaj gaya ke raat bhar ravi ne maa cho...di hai,mai kitchen me gaya me dekhkar dang rah gaya maa ne red jeans aur tank top pahan rakh tha maa ke gaand bahar ke aur nikali hui thi, mai maa ke paas gaya maa mujh ko dekh kar sarmaa gai mai bola ke ya kadaya tab tak maa boli ravi ne diya hai.Mai maa se pucha ke aap khus hai maa sarmatay hua boli haa beta mai bola ke ravi kaha hai wo boli ke. Bachu ge phir kuch arsay bad jab aap ka joish khatam ho ga phir kiya ho ga ?Rocky : ahahahahaha …. didi phir kiya hona …..hmmmm .. phir khan chacha ko bula lu ga ahahaha…Shaani : ehehehehe ….sharam to nahi ati es tarha ka boltay hoay …..or kiya khan chacha ab khider hotay hain ?Rocky : khan chacha apnay village gay hoay hain kafie arsay say.Shaani : qu ? kuch kar kay to nahi bhag gay ?Rocky : ahahahahah …….matlab ?Shaani : itnay achay na bano …. yahe kay kise ko pregant to nahi kar kay bhag gay. That level of violence was just alien to me, abhorrent. I somehow managed to get through the rest of the day and drove home almost on autopilot.My glass of wine that evening left a sour taste in my mouth. I looked round my comfortable sitting room, modern, every gadget a young single male might want and most of all - secure. I realised how lucky I was to have had a stable upbringing, loving parents and relative affluence.Kirsty had none of those advantages yet she had shown she was capable of. Doug's manhood in her sensitive rear crack which allowed her to receive his creamy offering on her unworthy flanks much to his satisfaction. It seemed like they would make a happy home together for the duration of her studies at the nearby campus of the University of California.She was less than enthusiastic about the horde of pimply-faced youths surrounding her in her specialized program but managed to keep a smile on her inscrutable face and treated them all with equal civility. Shortly after.