He quickly got up in what seemed like pure rage. He grabbed me and forced me to lay facing down. He stood up on the edge of the bed and pulled my ass ...o the edge of the bed. He told me that he loved my fat ass and wanted to pound into it ever since he saw me. He slipped his hard cock into my dripping pussy and began to penetrate with such force. I could feel my ass jiggling and I was loving every second of it as I heard the smacking of our bodies. His cock going in and out was really working. .. not to return.Seems that attitude is part of his package.Anyway, she's a thick and curvy hottie.... irish and likes a beer, me too. We would meet after work, at first occasionally, next thing ya know it became everyday. Few cocktails, my stories of my disasterous relation with my columbian import, and my reckless abandon for all authority and morals if it interfered with my hard earned playtime that was missing at the crib. We joked and laughed and shared.... in many cases, way too much.. The last time we had sex was still fresh on my mind. I had just got back in town from visiting my mother for three days. He had cooked and cleaned the apartment. I walked in to him making up the bed. Damn, he looked good. He heared my heels as I walked in and smiled that panty melting smile at me. Before I knew it, my clothes were on the floor and he was behind me, gripping my hair with one hand and pushing two fingers into me with the other. "Damn baby, you're so fucking wet already". Before I. "How do you kn..." but Heysha interrupted Glen and continued with herlittle story."Just listen for a second. I know you are Glen, and that you are 16today. Or you were yesterday technically. It is important for me totell you that you are one of a very select few. Now that you are 16,you have obtained your super hero powers. Now, these are a bit hard tounderstand so listen carefully Glen. That fairy figure that I wasbefore, that is part of our identity. We can appear to look like thatwhen we.