"Tramp stamp! Score!" I said to myself. I grabbed her ass and positioned myself with my left leg on top of the couch and right on the floor, I grabbed...her jiggly ass and plowed deep in her pussy. She breathed heavily while the guy kissed me and the other girl masturbated, she was also drinking. I switch different positions until I was ready to cum. The boy and the blonde waited until I creamed both of their faces. After that I kissed the girl and made my way into the kitchen. There where about. I had pale, blotchy skin, eyebrows like the Brazilian rainforest, at least three chins, my tits looked like barrage balloons, I had rolls of fat on my hips and belly, and my bum and thighs (thunder thighs, I called them) rippled when I walked. I’d tried diets, of course — dozens of them — but it was always the same story: they worked for a while, then the weight loss seemed to grind to a halt. That got me depressed, and I found myself sitting in bed on a lonely Sunday morning thinking ‘Why the. . you're too mean to be Brock, so you gotta be Misty!"Marcus didn't quite follow what the kid was talking about, but he was feeling better now, and just needed a little more rest before beating the snot out of the punk. Then he felt a burning sensation in his gut and up his throat. It felt like that candy he'd eaten was trying to claw it way back out.Marcus croaked, "Whass going on?" His voice seemed awfully high-pitched. Then a crushing sensation started all over his body.Marcus could actually. Everything had gotten quiet and I could hear the crickets and an occasional fish jumping for their meal in the lake. I had my eyes half closed feeling the heat of the fire on my front and the cool of the night on my back slowly stroking an exhausted Billy’s hair.Charlie stood up and peeled off his shorts and t-shirt and said, “Come on Carl lets take a dip.” Carl joined him and two naked boys headed for the lake. For some reason, it did not seem odd or unexpected to have two of my student.