I don't know what happens to mom I was told maybe re-education onAmazonia then I was then ordered to strip out of my uniform and I wastold put on this...orange dress my collar and dress had the same number Iwas given Ballet flats to wear I was no longer Albert I was now 46478 itwas on my dress as well I was given a needle to settle me down and thenthey my chained legs and arms I was loaded on the truck for slave camp inmy own cellthe truck arrived at the camp I was unloaded first and put in a. They were both enjoying this new relation. After they both returned, Tom had a new glow on his face. Mark used to use the boy every night. This is how he got to fuck his adopted son.Chapter 2: MeComing to me, now i was an average nerdy 19 year old, was 5ft 11. I was studying all the time or watching movies at home. I didnt play outdoor sports but was pretty fit. I was straight uptil now. Had a decent 7 incher but was a complete virgin never even touched a girl before i was very shy. I was a. When our friend Jim came up, she wanted to get fucked, but she really just wanted to suck off Scott, a mutual friend from high school. He was pretty tall, and she explained that she thought he'd have one of those long but thin cocks. "I just think it'd feel better down my throat... than it would in my pussy," she'd moan. We'd get out some toys and I'd fuck her with them while she sucked me, to give her the feeling of two guys at once, or I'd just put her on her hands and knees and go to town. Killed him. His ashes were scattered somewhere. No one else knows where, but me ... and Jill.“We ... continued the fling for a little while, but neither of us could really look at each other the same. We had killed a man, justifiably or not, and seeing each other reminded each of us of that fact. It was just ... too painful. Too much guilt. Too much fear. We broke up, mutually and tearfully, with one last night of making love, mostly in the form of me eating her out. It was our thing ... she.