You ... know how to make me happy! Thank ... you! I will ... do ... whatever ... you ... wish!” Britta-Lise howled as she took me balls deep inside ...er creamy twat.“Damn, that ass of yours ... I love those freckles on your cheeks ... they really turn me on so much! So does your brown eye! This is my butt, isn’t it? Your tushy is mine!” I taunted my wife as she screamed my name.“Yes ... yes ... yes ... Hank ... you ... own ... my ass! It’s ... yours ... it’s yours, honey ... I swear!” she. She watched as it twitched violently. Bobbing as he walked to the end of the bed, it seemed like his cock only got bigger as he approached her. She felt the bed dip from his weight. Sitting on his knees, very close to her body, he lifted her legs to his shoulders. In this position, the angle of her pussy was altered, and he slid inside her tight, wet cunt with some effort. Her pubic bone stimulated the head of his cock with every slow stroke. As he pushed past her bone, the bulbous head of his. They feed off him. They are parasites. After I graduated high school, I went to college. In time, I earned myself a degree in criminal justice. I learned a lot about myself while in college. I discovered that I had a talent for seeing right through people. Especially those people who remorselessly use others before discarding them. The destroyers of lives, families, institutions and countries. Psychologists call such people by the terms psychopath or sociopath. I call them parasites because. I met my friends at lunch, and they wanted to meet after school, at theshops. The bullys kept embarsing me most of the day too. We went to theshops again, and i had picked a denium mini skirt, and casual girls teeshirt to wear when i met my friends.My mum let me hangout with them, while she went to get something secretfor me. They were mostly okay, but i got the feeling they didn't likewhat i was. I cried a little.When we got home, mum's present was given. A pair of silicon breasts,with long.