Small breasts with puffy aerolas that stand out an inch or more. Despite the cool night, her skin is beaded with perspiration, except along her open i...ner thighs, a glossy smear of vaginal secretions creates a bright shimmer. Honey-blonde hair encircles her head in an angelic halo. Her eyes are pale blue--the color of a tropical lagoon--and they flash with mischief and desire. She cups one breast in her hand and lifts it until she can flutter her tongue over across the nub of her nipple–all. All of it is part of what Mark Delauter Sr. paid me for as the rest of the family was ignorant or blinded by the youngest daughter as to her actions and the actions of exterior forces on the patient, Guy Donnelly.-Child of divorce at an early age, isolated and fearful of outside world the child dug into himself and instead of acting out for attention hid from it (verify parenting style of biological father with Mother).-Severe case of emotional neglect due to Mother’s alcoholism and grief. ..yeah right over my huge cock bulge. See how tight it's pulled here...that's because my cock is so big. Can you feel the power of my cock? Don't you fuckin touch it. Good. Now pull off my fuckin denim...yeah.You like what you see huh?Today must be your lucky day. I'm wearing my tightest white briefs. You can almost see everything. See how low the waistband is...? Yeah...keep staring at it, it gets me off. Look at that bulge...yeah don't tell me you don't wanna rip my briefs off and SWALLOW my. Mr. Parker suffered from gout and had missed Tuesday and Wednesday, making for a peaceful end for the short week. I'd never heard of gout outside of old movies about British aristocrats and had looked it up on the internet. While Mom didn't have any more use for Parker than I had, I didn't think she'd appreciate my thankfulness."I'm thankful for good friends." Robbie, Mikee, Kelly. Peter, the girl's brother. Ashley. Zoe, who could be annoying. Paula, Darlene, Allie. Luke, who I'd grown away.