After seeing my wife getting fucked by her colleague Suresh i parted my relationship with her but we continued living in the same house for the sake o...f our daughter. If she comes to know she will be totally shattered. After this incident i started enjoying my life in a different way. I used to visit call girls have sex with neighbor ladies and I also enjoyed sex with my sil Priya several times. She had come to know about her sister Shipa adventure but all 3 of us decided to keep it the way it. In spite of everything I had just said, about team, and support, and community, it still all came down to one person---ME. As I have said before, the buck stops here. If I didn't pull this off, well, it simply would just be the end of the fucking world. As I just stood there, holding onto the back of one of the bleachers, a voice calls out to me. “Dillon” ! I turn around, and my jaw dropped, and my heart stopped, all at once. “Maurice” I almost yelled it. It was by no means excitement—if you. I blinked my eyes several times trying to clear my vision. I looked around, it was dim, only natural light coming in behind me. I was not in a house but more of a cottage or a cabin. But why was I here and not in a hospital? Was I paralyzed from the accident? ‘No, I could feel my arms and legs. Good.’ ‘Gawd, help me.’ I was tied my arms were stretched wide pulled straight out between two supporting poles. I looked down and so were my legs. I was wide open, ‘WHY! Think, Suzie, think.’ I told my. I often stopped by the restrooms and I loved reading the graffiti about pussy and dicks. Sometimes When I was in the stall, somebody enter the restroom and they would peek over the wall at me, but I would cover up and then quickly leave. A few times I would enter and notice the stall door was slightly open, only to look and see someone in the stall. I would catch a quick glance at his dick before running out.I was at the park restroom, reading the same old messages when I saw a message that.