I love old school muscle cars and I drive new muscle. I may as well admit it to you now. I have an obsession with Mustangs. So as I crept silently bac... out my front door, I stopped off in my kitchen and grabbed a screwdriver, a hammer and a cup of sugar. I walked over to the BMW parked behind my Jeep.With a relish I'd never have imagined, I plunged the screwdriver into the tires one after another. I smiled with glee hearing the air screaming out of the expensive rubber, protesting the invasion. " Kevin, I..." she started doubtfully."Look," he said in a low and impatient voice while pushing her out the door, "just go fuck the guy, okay. Give him some pussy for a while and we'll be rolling in dough."Dispirited and once again feeling debased, Denise walked reluctantly to the car and slid into the rear seat. Robert closed the door, walked to the driver's side and got behind the wheel."We'll be at the airport in less than twenty minutes," he said as the sun finally disappeared in a. Idk why but his attention and his picture had me turned on a little but i didnt want to admit it. I told him I just liked seeing a guy cum, but he was very persuasive and said if i ever wanted to see it in real life i should meet him. For days he messaged me and one day when i was really horny i agreed to meet him. I was so nervous thinking wtf am i doing. But In the shower i couldnt help getting turned on thinking about what I was I'm going to be doing, while I was shaving my boy body. ‘Is…Is this an asylum?’ I asked, though I already knew the answer. The receptionist gazed at me. His lips slowly curved into an eerie smile. Without any warning, he started to back away from me. My voice caught in my throat as I watched him disappear into the distance. I wanted to scream at the sight before me, but couldn’t even begin to comprehend what my eyes were observing. The man I had just been accompanied by, now floated along into the distance. I quickly rubbed my eyes to check they.