He also noticed that the birth date was 10 years after his birth date. Mark couldn?t believe it, he was an 18 year-old man, not an 8 year-old girl. Hi... identification card had to be a fake, but the scanning computer would have shut down if he put a fake card in it.Karen walked into the room and grabbed him by the arm. ?Come on, Mary, you have birthday presents waiting. You shouldn?t sleep so late on your birthday?. Mary was the name that Karen called Mark when they were pretending that he was. "Oh faster Michael, faster, you beautiful little boy, your parents won't want to find out about this". He continued to shove my cock deeper and deeper into his mouth.I then pulled my cock out, and noticed his penis was fully hard now.He was sitting perfectly still.I decided to untie him. As he was untied, he quickly came over to me. I thought he was going to run off, but he started kissing me passionately. I could feel his soft warm lips upon my skin. I stumbled over to the chair, and sat down. He stumbled a bit as he did, but he had a purpose, a reason for what he wanted. He knew what he wanted. Now he just had to get it.He stumbled from his study, out into the Foyer of his luxiourous home. He looked around for a moment. Everything was beautiful. What woman wouldn’t want to live here? What woman wouldn’t want to be his? None, that’s who.He made his way up to his stairs so that he could assend and go to bed. He hated those stairs at that moment. Sure, they were as beautiful as the. "I can't handle it," I whimper, moving his hand on my pussy the slightest bit to make my point. Just then, I start to melt in his arms, to wish he would do much, much dirtier things to me. "I can't handle you," I whisper, this time letting go of his hands and turning around so that his hands slid over to my ass and I was facing him. Almost immediately I begun to kiss him with as much passion as I could, my legs going around his torso while he held me close and tight. Henry helps me sit up on.