"Fuck," the trucker said. "Paint her face, kid. Oh fuck."Quickly glimpsing behind him, Mark saw the guy in the trucker hat holding the back of the lat...n guy's head against his crotch. He looked back at his mom and saw her ready with her mouth open and her eyes locked onto his.He grasped his cock and felt a thick layer of Jo's sex squelch between his fingers. Jesus, she was wet. Working it into a lather, he quickly jerked his cock until he felt the flood gates open then held it still with his. Her body was slim and toned without a blemish with a small birthmark right on the top right just above the inside of her delicious thighs. As he slowly gazed downward he realized she was purposely delaying to dress it seemed as he spotted a small tuff of black curls between her thighs marking the spot he would love his head to be like before. Down her toned legs, and then back up her neck and leading the reddish tinge of her faced covered by her hands. Matt then stepped forward and grasped her. " And our language encourages that belief. We call these people disabled, unable. Couldn't they just as easily be seen as physically challenged? Remember from my stories, when one sense is limited others become more acute to make up for the change. I could look at someone without an arm and be in awe of how that person adjusted to the challenge. That person has probably developed skills that would be very challenging for me to do. That person may be able to provide insight that couldn't be seen. 'Na, schnell weitermachen, dann ist es vorbei.' dachte Marcos.Und richtig, kurze Zeit später kam er schon, und ergoss sich in Marcos Mund. Marcos blieb nichts andere übrig, als ein bischen davon zu schlucken."Na, das war doch schon mal nicht schlecht für den Anfang." Der Echsenmann grinste Marcos an. "Aber mach dir keine Hoffnung, es ist noch nicht zu Ende."Wie eine Puppe wurde Marcos hochgehoben, umgedreht und auf allen vieren plaziert. Mit entsetzten Blick sah Marcos, wie die Echse sich.