His uncle and aunt triedhard to comfort him but the two weeks before the start of the school termpassed in constant misery.Worse was to come at school... This is part of the first of many letters hewrote to his sister, Victoria:"Dear Vicky,Just a note to say how much I miss you and the rest of the family. I cryevery night when I go to bed. The school staff try to be friendly butother boys tease me and call me a sissy. I sleep in a dormitory with 6other boys. There is no privacy and - you won't. ”I handed the bar over my shoulder and was just moving to let the water rinse me off when Grammy stepped up and pressed herself into my back. I jumped forward and she laughed. Sorry, but I so need to be wet, I mean get the water on me too. Oh, you missed washing your back. Here, let me wash it for you!” I was looking to make a dash when she wrapped one hand around my chest and started washing my back with the soap in the other hand. She washed my upper back and down lower and lower. I was torn. I told Mike I was about to cum and he said he was too and to just fuck him hard when I started cumming. So as the urge climbed, I fucked him harder and harder until I was slmming into his ass like a jack hammer. I blew my load deep inside his ass, pulling his hips back into me, forcing my cock deep into him as hard as I could. I wanted his asshole to ache after to remind him I had fucked him hard. He had came too shooting his load all over his sheets and I told him I wanted to watch him lick. I had a million questions to askBurt. First I said that I figured not to many people would be to happywith being mounted. But most importantly how do you enter the mountsand what happens to the victim?"Well," Burt said in his scruffy growl, he reminded me of RobinWilliams doing Popeye. "The mount goes into a deep sleep. The beauty ofthis is there memories are free to access in this dream like state.When I dismount this lovely beauty she will have memories of what shedid while I mounted her. She.