You can hurt this slut if you want...MmMMn... I'll even drink your piss... Ooohhh... Ever have a cunt drink yourpiss? Here's you chance!... MMMmnn... ...'ll do that and MORE!... Would you boyslike to stick your cocks in this slut" Cumbag said with a wink. The passengeropened his door and pulled Cumbag closer. She smiled as he pulled out a fat,hard cock. Cumbag knew what to do. Cumbag knelt on the hard pavement and openedher mouth. The boy grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her mouth over. That implies a personal stake. I was just there.I cast my eyes to my right arm (I'd made sure to keep it out of the water; wet skin doesn't cut so easily). The old scars and the newer cuts, yet to completely heal; raised welts on the skin. My head spinning, the tears spilling down my cheeks, I cut crossways, clean and methodical, a perfect 90? angle. Again. Again.I lie back and watch the blood mingle with the water.***And that was my day; a Thursday. Only one more day to go until the. Dekho aur diwaar ka sahara lekar unhone khade khade apne chaddi side main karke mut diya wo balance na hone k karan gir gyi jaise hi aunty giri maine unhe turant uthaya aur bed pe sula diya ab pair k sth aunty k kamar main bhi dard ho rha tha to maine aunty ko kaha ki aunty main apki massage kar deta hu to unhone kaga ki nahi koi jarurat nhi hain maine bahut manaya fir jaake wo maaniWaise nhi aunty ne salwar nhi paheni thi to maine aunty ko kaha ki wo dress utar de usse massage main taklif hogi. At this point in my life he was trying desperately to be masculine due to peer pressure. Even though his natural tendencies tended to be very feminine in nature. He was saved from answering by the food arriving. We ate in silence for a short while when Randy finally said, "I think most of the girls I like want a masculine guy. But I don't think I behave very masculine." So I had to ask, "Do you think you behave feminine?" You could see him visually squirm. I remember at this point thinking, "I.