She was pissed. Who was he to talk to her thisway? "Smarter than me? How smart are you to allow a girl to dress you upand take you to the mall look...ng like you do?"Kelly smiled. "I think I look nice. I don't think I look like a freak ora girly boy. I think I look quite pretty today. And if I didn't want todress this way, I wouldn't. You might have steered me in this direction,but I chose to be this person. I'm not delusional."Kelly stopped and looked in a plate glass window at herself.. A friend of mine was having a party I stopped by to have a few beers and see what was going on it was the usual thing drinking bullshiting as the night wore on I met a guy named John. John was around 6 foot chubby bald average guy he made a comment about my Superman hat and that started the conversation turned out he was a comic book fan too and basically that’s what we talked about toward the end of the night he asked me for my number and said maybe we could get together some time. The next. With tears running down my cheeks I returned to the stairwell. I figured they would be wrapping things up before long and leaving their love nest in the next hour. At 2 I exited the stairwell for the last time and parked myself against the wall outside their room and waited for them to come out.My cell phone was set for video and 15 minutes later I heard the chain being removed from the door and the click of it opening and I began recording as they came out of their room. He had his arm. With her beautiful gray eyes on his face, she slid down on him, enveloping his manhood within her soft folds, accepting him inside her moist, mature pussy. ‘Oh, god,’ Mike cried out. ‘Cynthia, you are so sexy, so sensuous. I want to pound your fucking pussy into oblivion.’ And he started fucking his cock into her, forcing his cock deeper with each thrust. ‘Ahhh, fuck,’ she said. ‘Ah, fuck me, Michael… fuck your young cock deep, fuck me… fuck me…’ ‘Ride me, Cynthia, baby,’ Mike said and slapped.