It makes them think that they are bigbecause they don't hurt and that people who are hurt are small andworthless. I could see the pain thrill rush aro...nd the room. Like rancid smoke drifting under the harsh light, pain jollies waftedfrom one shining face to the next. Old ladies tortured their own breastsas they watched. Bikers had rock hard cocks denting their jeans. It was aheavy metal day for the tanned locusts by the gentle shores of thePacific Ocean. Carmen threw me to the ground. Lying. I take in the sight of her, once again loving to see her full breasts and that wonderfully bald pussy. "Yes i'm done now. Do you need to go as well?" I answer her. "No I have another itch I need scratched. Care to help me with it?" Karri asks a hungry look in her eyes."I would love to help you with it.’ I responded.Karri turned and headed out to the living room as I followed behind her watching her ass sway back and forth with all sorts of lewd thoughts running thru my mind.Karri reached the. The latter was causing my tongue to rapidly flick itself over and over again across Bellas back door and she pressed my face deeper behind her. No other options at this point, I gave in completely and let my mouth and instincts do the work as she moved her ass back slightly with every extension of my tongue. Finally she released my head and moved her ass away from my face. Ooh John I always knew you were a freak. But never knew you liked ass so much. Otherwise I might have picked a different. Well... who I am.Sorry about how I unevenly write, I'm just not used to it, but here we go!I... am adopted, I don't remember when or how I got here but the bomb just dropped one day for me. My parents called me down and told me one day. I'd say I took it kinda well, I didn't cry or anything, don't even think I felt anything actually... I got numb and just... kept on living. Maybe it's due to the fact that my parents love me so much and that I don't know anything other than them as my parents,.