Facing fear is the hardest thing really and telling my parents these things was not acceptable, assumingresponsibility was the right action. So I did ...nd in time it became easier, the dogs, geese and ducks or horseswhatever was chasing me that day became commonplace. The first year or two got the proficiency down this delivery thing, I was quite a fat kid well more chubby thananything. The physicality of the route paired with age changes, being able to work for the Dutch farmers, as wellas. Threw her in the bed and jumped on her and kissed her hard in her lips and licked her lips and bit it and she was tasting my tongue shaved it with her teeth like a razor and bit her neck and we are started to go wild pulled her in my top and slapped and she slapped me and we started to fight by rolling from the bed and it was so wild and I removed my robe and she removed her t-shirt and said common fucker get me and eat my boobs and she started to run around the house and I chased her down and. Only broken up with a few bathroom breaks.Lunch was fruit salad and yogurt and milk then back to the classroom formore lessons this time make up , putting it on taking it off over andover until I could get it right, all afternoon right up till dinner.I again had to help making dinner where I had to help make salads,chicken and rice.After dinner I was made to clean up by myself and then I was instructedto do my homework from School (sit in the classroom at a makeup table infront of a mirror. I dove down to his crotch, my mouth snurfling in the hairy crack of his ass, my tongue wetting the hairs, my fingers brushing them aside to reveal the brownish pink of his pucker. Like a pearl diver, my tongue pushed into the pucker. I don't know which of us groaned with more need. His hands were pulling my ears in an effort to force me deeping into his center. My hands were running up and down his furry legs and then pushing them up and back, revealing the most gloriously fuckable ass I.