"Zack, are, are you gay?" continued Cody."Dude, are you kidding me?" laughed Zack, "if I was gay, why would I be checking out all the hot chicks every...here we go?" Oh," said Cody, slightly disappointed, "Zack, I have something I have to tell you." What?" asked Zack, annoyed and scared. He did not want Cody to know that he was in love with him."You might not be, but I'm gay, and, um, I love you," blurted out Cody.Then, Cody put his hands over his face and started to cry. . Bad example." Not at all. I was thinking more that the show wasn't your wholechildhood. I'm sure you had better influences along the way."Her words felt cold. "There were other stories and characters, ofcourse, but she was special. She was strong, fearless, confident, loyaland wasn't afraid to love." She was a violent sex puppet used to push merchandise to adolescentboys."His head and shoulders slackened. "That hurt." The truth usually does. Okay, my turn. Help me get into my costume. Even though her breathing accelerated against my lips, she never lost her composure, starting directly into my eyes. Our thrusts moved quicker and quicker, building to a crescendo. I relished the feeling of her hard nipples against my chest, her pelvic bones moving against my hips, the heat and wet smoothness of her vagina that pulled like a glove at the hardness of my dick. It was surreal; I was fucking the object of most of my fantasies, the woman that teased me out of puberty…my Aunt Liz.She. ” I slowly put the clothes away in the pink bag. How is it one person can make you feel so… good, and then in the next moment make you feel like just an object to be used? I swiftly wipe away the moisture that was starting to build in my eyes. I better do what she wants, it’ll only get worse if I disobey. I lean back down and slide her still hard cock back in my mouth as I wrap my hand around the base. She places her hand back on my head as she grabs a mound full of hair. As I ease her cock in.