Somewhat curses with homesexuality, fur affinity, exhibitionizm, masochizm, et cetera. I don't believe in the devil but what demons are in my unlucky ...eart? That was the way I was thinking all along. It used to be some cruel years till I would realize the only devil was me. When I were so stupid to punish myself for what I am, there's no-one left that I could blame, right? I can't really fight my feeling of, well, that my younger brothers and sisters, that's most of teens of today, they seem. “I wanted to show you how good it is”, she said.She leaned over me, breasts hanging over my belly, facing me. She kissed one of my breasts again, and drew her tongue down my ribs to my navel. She unbuttoned my night pants, kissing my navel with her lips and tongue. She gripped the top of my pants and slid then off of my body. Now I was naked before her. I was nervous, but I was anxious for what was about to happen. I could only imagine what it was going to be like. If only my husband knew what. "Don't say anything," Mrs. Miller said. "Don't worry," Matt said, "you're not the only woman that craves this young cock." "You too," Mrs. Miller asked. "Just do what you're doing," I said. Mrs. Miller had no problem doing just that. After a few more strokes, Matt was ready to blow, "I want to see that mother fucker blow," Mrs. Miller said while frantically stroking Matt's huge cock. After a few more pumps, Matt shot a huge load right onto Mr.s Miller's face and tits."I didn't hear you come. .."Ring! Ring!"Hold on a sec, I'm expecting an important call from my agent," she said, looking at her phone."Hello...uh huh...uh huh...Okay, great! I'll be there in an hour. See you then. Okay. Bye."She smiled at me as she closed her phone. "I'm sorry for having to cut this conversation short, but I've got a meeting with people from the publishing company regarding a new book I'm working on." But we'll get to continue this conversation later right? It's too important not to," I quickly said.