A man infact. Yes a man by the name of Louku lay in pain on the snowy earth. He was chained to a tree by shackles at his wrists and ankles. His hair w...s dark brown and dirty from his days in captivity. He looked strong and handsome, but bruises littered his body making his tanned skin look weak. His eyes were a shocking green color but seemed dull from torcher. He wore torn pants and no shirt, it had been ridden of long ago. He looked tall even there on the ground curled in pain. Roughly six. I must have sat on my bed for hours and thought over my predicament. The sun was setting fast when I finally got up and ventured out of my place of solitude.Walking into the living room, I noticed Mom was at her, well, the only computer, working as usual, and this time I actually heard her speak – very sternly, I might add, "So, are you going to tell me what's eating you?"I remember sighing loudly when I said, "It's something I have to figure out for myself."Mom stopped typing and turned around. Over and over he thrust his erect penis into Britney Spears’ wet vagina. Nothing had ever felt so good. Over and over her muffled squeals of pleasure could be heard The diva could feel her orgasm building with every deep penetration. Her gasps increased in speed, matching Jeff’s faster pumping. Her tits were bouncing wildly as he continued to grip her round ass tightly. And then, with a feeling of release, she had her orgasm. Her whole body twitched and shuddered in pure bliss as the orgasm. But She was lovely, absolutely lovely, so thoughtful and understanding, knowing that this sad wanker who’d worshipped Her for years was totally knocked out by this experience of meeting Her, actually seeing Her for real. I’d dreamed of course that I’d tell Her all sorts of things, show Her my worship folder of Her on my laptop, maybe even cum in my pants seeing Her show. But I was in a nervous state for the entire two hours, despite Her attempts to help me relax. I did get some absolutely.