Kash.
I did my best not to think about those t.its. Why did I look? I shouldn't have. But they were right there, longing for my gaze. If only I could squeeze and suck them like nectar.
I could hold her tight and make her sing all the melodies she wants. f***k! The dirty things I could do to this girl... ofcourse with her consent.
I have to divert my thoughts into something else.
I thought of my mom and dad back at home questioning what kind of a brat they raised. My dad is wondering if I am really his son, while my mom is considering revisiting the hospital where she birthed me. To ask if I was exchanged at birth with her true son who is a doctor as she had always wanted. I could picture a nice young man in a suit with glasses on his eyes declaring to be their long lost son that was
