I’m a good guy. And I think I’m becoming a monster. I mean, I’ve always had . . . thoughts. I’m a guy. We all do. 
I’d be walking down the...street and I’d see a hot girl in short skirt. And suddenly I’d find myself caressing her with my eyes, drinking in every curve of her delicious ass, imagining what it would be like to bury my teeth in her neck, inhale the smell of her cunt, cut her panties off with my pocket knife and make her moan and scream and beg and come again and again right there in. Black smiled down at the boy licking his fat drooling dick. Cock slop covered the boys nose and lips. He loved Asian boys because they were small and smooth and hairless and looked so young for their ages. They were the essence of vulnerability and innocence. And Asian boys were shy and playful too, and non confrontational. So easy to lure into sick acts of extreme perversion. And so fucking easy to control Most of them would rather die than have a photo of them cocksucking go home to their. Where were you coming from I asked. Cassie said she had come up from San Bernadino to see her husband at Nellis but they had an arguement or over a bitch he was seeing. Cassie also told me she had a k** with him but he just sent money but almost never came to visit them. Our food came and we started eating. Cassie was quite hungry and i enjoyed watching her eat. We looked into each others eyes as we ate. Cassie told me she was really pissed and wished she could get out of this marriage. It was frightening to do it in such a public place, but at the same time, she preferred it to being fucked by other people. She’d take Wesley on the phone over frat guys in person any day.“I saw that you wore a skirt today,” he said. “Are you wearing underwear?”“No,” Amaya answered.“Smart girl. Have you ever used lubricant before?”“No,” she said. “I’ve never really had a problem getting wet.”Wesley chuckled. “You will today. There should be a book on the desk. A brown one.”“It’s here,” she.