My god, this can't be true! I could not imagine that 600 menor women were watching me right now. But it turned me on so fucking much and my moaning ju...t became louder.“Fuck yes...! You like that, Caroline? Me sticking my stiff cock in your tight ass?”“AH! AAHH! God yess...Ahh. Ahh...Fuck me!”And he did. With every stroke, he lifted my body, pushing his cock deep in me. Mmmm yes.“Caroline...! Mmmm...love how your pantyhose legs hug my stomach. You little sexy slut!”I leaned forward, holding my. Had a big ole black stray dog running behind. He wasn't chasin' her. Like all you stray dogs he knowed she was going to feed him. I fixed him a plate of left over eggs and stuff. Silvia gave me two tips. One from her and one from the dog. I found that dog a home. I could almost always find her strays a home. Them strays just attached themselves to her like they knowed they was going to be safe.Grill cook: What y'all want with Sylvia, she be dead. You can't fuck with her no more now.He was. I was always a bit on the chubby side when I was a youngster and the boys would ceaselessly make fun of my big chest and huge round behind.When we immigrated to the United States, I was only 16 years old and still had that layer of baby fat that made me pretty much boring to male interest. I speak American English now with a phony hint of an Irish brogue that hints I actually emigrated from the Emerald Isle. My parents live in the great State of California and strangely speak Spanish better. ‘I want you to know that everything will be okay.’ ‘Everything- will- be- okay?’ I stabbed the words back at him as I turned to look at him once more, those dark, dark eyes that reached into my very being and turned my stomach like fairy floss on a god- damned stick, ‘everything as in what? My life? My body? What about my mind?’ I watched carefully as he swallowed down upon his own concerns at my anger, his lips seeming to draw desire from my own simply by being ever so poised. My eyes.