" I offered my left hand to shake since my right was covered in bandages. It was still very tender. It would hurt me more to use that hand than it hur...'s Fred's pride to say this.Fred hesitated and then he shook my hand.It seems he fears public opinion more than his hatred. He only shook hands with me because of the crowd.Next to me, Tiffany said "One."I really must teach her not to gloat.The crowd started to break up after Fred walked off.It seems the entertainment is over.Then a girl walked. I was lucky to be under the care of Sisters of the Poor who beat the correct pronunciation of English into my tear-stained face. The good sisters seemed to make a special effort with me probably because I was a really big boy growing up and towered over my short father who barely came up to my shoulder. I also was overly fond of food and like to eat my poor family out of house and home.My academic endeavors were cut short by the necessity to put food on the table so I joined my dad in the. I loved the looks of absolute pleasure, absolute joy, and absolute amazement on your face, as you kept yourself at such a point of excitement for so long. Watching your face as he slid his cock all the way into you, and used it to pleasure you, was breathtaking. And watching you orgasm in his arms... I will never, ever get used to that. I watched you cast off all appearances, all pretenses, and cum before his eyes: he felt you, he saw you, he heard you. That is supposed to be mine alone, isn't. I didn't mean to, it just came out. His soft lips press against my neck, his warm tongue slowly massaged as he moved his mouth further up my neck to behind my ear, sensually moving my hair out of the way.I had just realised that I had been playing with myself the entire time, although his hand grasped my inner thigh he never moved it down to take over. I didn't care at this point. I was in ecstasy.I moved my head around and kissed him, it was everything I had imagined and more!the contrast.