He had an harelip. His skull was concave on one side of his head. His teeth were bucked and crooked. He had a hump on his back. One leg was shorter th...n the other, and one foot was clubfooted. He was very slow in the brain, too. God would often watch over Cain and, through tears of laughter, declare, "Ha! Look at that dumb retard! He's trying to be like a normal human!".God's words, not mine. I, your humble narrator, am merely just the vessel through which God writes.God always shone very. "Can I touch them?" he said looking down at my chest. I pulled forward a little bit and pressed myself against him. "Okay" I managed to say. His hand came around and he hesitantly placed it on to me. He groped at by chest for a few minutes and then be reached down to kiss me. It was cool and sweet and something that I will remember forever. "Well," he mumbled "I guess it's my turn." He grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and off it came . As I said earlier, Phillip wasn't ripped, but he was in. She then left to go to her job. She wasn't worried about Greg messing with her daughter since she had heard about the work he had done with his girlfriend, and how he had treated her daughter before. She just hoped some good would come of it all.Greg went up the steps and along the hall to where Olivia's room was supposed to be. The door had a poster of a rock star and hair ribbons hanging from the handle. He knocked on the door and a muffled voice called out, "Go AWAY!" Liv, it's me, Greg. Can. Plus after seeing the way you look at her, I don't have the heart to fire you." I didn't have a response for that other than to groan at the wonderful feeling Alison's lips and tongue were giving my dick.I tried to keep my focus on her, rather than to look up at Mr. Walters with his thick mustache and receding hairline. I watched my cock sliding in and out of her mouth, and his cock doing the same in her pussy. He slapped her ass and said, "You liking this, slut?" Alison nodded with her mouth.