She sent him a mental hug, knowing full well why he had been like that.It had been part of a pattern he fell into when memories came backstrongly, an... he relived the torture both of them had been forced toendure.Back then, not bathing had been a pathetic attempt to make the Body less... appealing to their abuser, and so when the memories were fresh, he'dgo back into the habit again, as if he could ward them off with a whiffof body odor.He'd done much the same thing with the Body, eating a. My kink is fucking a woman bare or having her take the condom off while we are fucking hard and heavy. Almost every woman I've been with has told me, when asked, that they aren't on birth control, whether that was true or not I don't know but when sliding my cock deep inside just the idea that their pussy was open and vulnerable made for some really hot sessions with them ending up with a pussy full of my cum. One gal I had known for a while as friends ended up in my bed. She had a full bush. Some of the routines envolved rubbing up against each other and it always was a charge. It was normal for dudes to get hardons while spotting each other, and it was enpowering to be able to show it off proud instead of being ashamed and trying to hide it or worrying about getting one anyway. His motto was if you spring a woody then show it proudly. Believe it or not it really helped me in alot of ways as a developing boy into manhood. I am not ashamed of my dick! He told me he would respect and. Suddenly my phone rang. I looked at the caller I.D. and saw it was Derek. I could feel my face drop in disappoint me, “Everything okay?” Kevin asked. “Yea it’s fine.” I said and answered my phone. “Yes Derek?” I said into the phone. “Come to my house now.” He said firmly. “Excuse me?” I said. “You heard me,” he says. “Right, whatever.” I hang up the phone. “I have to go.” I said to Kevin. “Why?” I frowned. “Derek needs me.” I said, pulling my bag over my shoulder. “For what reason?” he asked,.