Matt places his hand on Kelly Kelly’s slender shoulders as he pumps his cock at a slow, but firm pace, that results in his cock going deeper into Ke...ly’s asshole each time. ‘Mmmmm… ohhh yea… whew… fuck you got a great ass…’ Matt grunts as he starts to sweat. ‘Mmmm and your pussy… is great too Kelly…’ Jeff moans as he moves his hands from Kelly’s hips and places them on her firm, young, perfectly round tits. Kelly Kelly bites down on her bottom lip as she closes her eyes while she slams her. I had called home several times for money but they insisted I go back. I didn’t want to and the same joint family of nosy uncles and aunt’s cousins who couldn’t stop bullying me and a future that had nothing but a life of managing a small time travel agency.I couldn’t have and I refused to give in. I decided I rather beg Mr Milt for mercy. I had already sold my laptop my bike and almost everything else I could have to stay back for 2 years after graduating and working on my music. Mr Milt`s. To be truthful this suited both of us. As the internet connections got better we regularly chatted on yahoo and started camming with each other. We would also exchange some photographs (some of the ones she sent to me I have posted in the photos section). On some visits back to the UK I convinced my friend to pose for me and I took some good photos of her. However, she resisted my requests to video of her – but she did allow some video capture on my digital camera (at that time the cameras were. My dad was an iron worker and I remember him mostly being too tired to doanything with us boys (except, significantly, the occasional spanking). Somany of the skills I needed to function socially as a boy (i.e. learn tothrow a ball, learn to ride a bike) I had to do the best I could on my own.When a cousin or a pal would help me learn these things, I would end uphaving a crush on him (what I really needed was a dad). Since spankingswere one type of interaction my dad did do, I ended up making.