. But he’s such a nicey-nice that he just sort-of pretended I hadn’t said anything.”Back to images of her at her desk. Clicking at her computer ...ouse, we can vaguely see the images on the screen are of bestiality.“I’ve been hanging around internet bestiality forums for a couple of years now, looking at pictures and getting jealous ... Sharing my fantasies with strangers and hoping that I will maybe meet someone with a trained dog, but I don’t know how to break the ice or who to trust. When I. I told him exactly how I felt. “Oh, Joy, you are pounding me like a heavy machine gun. Your thrusts are making my insides quiver. I think you are going to make mom cum soon. Please, don’t stop that machine gun thing.”“Take it, mom. Take Joy’s machine gun. I want you to cum hard all over your boy’s cock, cum for me, mom—cum for Joy.”As he spoke, his thrusts had reached an unbelievable crescendo. It was too much for any woman to bear. I felt a huge volcano of an orgasm about to erupt. Before I. Anyways, enjoy.I’m Ryan. A normal kid with an abnormal past. My Father was the sort of Army Father that thought that if you did not do everything perfectly, you were not welcome to any sort of love. So, beatings were taken from it. Not fun, seeing as my Father is 6’4” 245lbs, all muscle. Anyways, I had always taken shelter at my best friend, Morgan’s house. She and I lived by each other since we were 7. Oh, I forgot to mention my appearance. I’m 6’0”, 124 pounds, so… a string bean. I have big. All the dirty little secrets and out-right crimes committed by generations of friends and family. Going back to the prohibition era of her grandmother. Judges, congressmen, lobbyists, bureaucrats, were among the biggest criminals and victims. Only she could know all the names and details she had included there and thereby identified her as the author. Now he had the volumes she had written. No, there was no way out but his way – she had no choice. As she finished eating she began to think.