I was smooth shaven and I went the whole way - wig, make up, lipstick - and always dressed in a basque and stockings and suspenders under an indecentl... short mini dress. Brenda was always a slut!One late afternoon, after we'd met and I was driving him home I found that I needed to pee. Badly! There were no toilets in the area and I complained about this because the urge was very strong. Michael said that he knew a place, in some woods off the main road, where I could pee and added that he also. “What do the westies say? You’re a good root, love!” she said, in a rough ‘ocker’ voice.I laughed at her comments, she could pick the accent of the stereotypical western suburbs, uneducated Aussie yobbo ‘westie’. I couldn’t do accents anywhere as good as her, but I gave it a try.“Yeah, luv, you’re a much better root than Cheryl,” I said, imitating her accent. “Now, can ya get me a pack of Winnies? I need a smoke after that!”She burst out laughing, and I started laughing too; I had to sit down,. His father was a traveling salesman that was always away. Raised almost entirely by his mother alone, he found himself preferring to play with the neighborhood girls over the boys. His mother often aimed in his taste for birthday and Christmas gifts. His gifts included tea sets and toy shopping carts. David crossed the line when his mother caught him out in public in one of her dresses and heels. She quickly dragged him inside screaming at him and giving his knuckles a wrapping with a wooden. I couldn't believe what I had witnessed. I was so overwhelmed at that point that I sat there unable to speak. Matt still wasn't done with Jen. He took a small break, and wanted to take her one more time. He wanted it to be special and Jen tried to convince him that she couldn't do it anymore, but that didn't stop Matt. He showed the bull side of him, and before Jen knew it he had his big cock buried deep inside her once again. He began to fuck her hard again from behind, and Jen began to cry.