A bit taller than me with long blond hair, tattoos and very much had the total rock star look. I also had long hair, but mine is brown and didn't flow...as perfectly as Kevin's did. People back then used to say I looked like Eddie Van Halen. Kevin, they'd say, looked like David Lee Roth which was more Randy's type. I knew I'd only be able to do something like this with someone I knew well. Doing it with a stranger or someone I barely knew was out of the question. Even though Kevin had a much more. ... So I say " oh fuck lisssa I just came"..giving fake pumps of my dick into her ass...she turns around "damn it you can't keep doing this!!!" She stood there checking her ass as I was rubbing my cock. She looked up at me asking "why are you still stroking ur dick" I told her "feels really good to do this after u cum"...she goes back to looking at her ass sticking her finger inside to look for cum. I then yelling "winning!!!!!"...as stream of cum lands on her head..first line hitting the top. Where were they then, I ask you? Where were they when I needed them?They had turned cold and cruel. They ignored me. They made fun of me. They said I smelled when I tried to talk to them at the bars. They laughed when I moved into dance with them in the nearby city clubs. They called me fat, a fag, a pervert, a loser, and after a while, I could not take their abuse any longer. Despite growing up among the most beautiful of them, my love for them turned to hatred when they passed me over for the. " Today's your lucky day. I'll pick up at eleven. That will set us up for the best rays."An hour later, I was on my way to get her. I couldn't have asked for a better day in mid-May. It was a perfectly blue, no-cloud sky and it was about eighty-five degrees. I drove my old Land Rover that I keep in the garage and use only when four-wheeling on the beach or on the old dirt roads up in the Northwest Woods section.She came out of the house laughing at the site of me in the Land Rover - no top, no.