Then again would anyone be the same after dealing with the death of a loved ones at such a young age. He was bounced around the foster system till he ...as eighteen...it wasn't a pleasant experience. He was abused, starved, neglected and always told how worthless he was .There was only one thing that always comforted him it was a dream. He would be surrounded by a blinding light it was warm and gentle as the light fade a woman would be standing before him the first thing he always noticed were. Today was great. Again, we are familiar at this cafe so the sweet little waitresses give us extra smiles, little treats and great attitude. They are all pretty young things there. The barista is a gorgeous 20 something blonde with a low cut black tee shirt. She gives me a friendly nod as we go though ordering and paying. All the time she works the espresso machine and there is the finest glow of sweat on her bare arms and chest. Her magnificent breasts sway and jiggle as she applies her skills. ? Hey, man, don't sweat - you'll love your newbody.? Well, I will for sure." He was sweating pretty heavily now, fearperhaps, and his taut body was straining in the dim light, begging for me tofondle it. Even with his beefy arms stretched above his head, his chest wasstill bulging, dime nipples hard and pouty.?I tweaked his left nipple, hard.?"Don't worry, heaps of guys on campus will have pierced tongues andnips. Most guys find it sexy wandering around with not much on - you seemed toby the. “Let’s really give it to her, man.” Rocco smacked Jolene’s right ass cheek and then rubbed it lovingly, letting her know how much she turned him on. Her cum filled pussy was so tight around him as he thrust. He moaned as he felt her squeeze him. They were both fueled by love and lust.Paul saw Rocco back her up, figuring he was giving him space to stand up. Last night he had enjoyed Jolene’s mouth passively for the most part, but this morning Rocco was wanting him to enjoy it more actively. His.