The picture did not show my glasses and showed a beard. I wasn't wearing glasses that night because I wear contacts when playing hockey, and I just ha... shaved my beard when we got down to Florida to get a better tan on my face. It definitely changed my look versus the sketch. I would have to keep shaving for awhile.I really didn't want to be known as a hero or have to put up with all that comes with that label. It wouldn't be as bad here as it was in the States; the media there would blow. My face getting close to your cunt, I’ll smell it like a dog. And I confirm it’s a female one, that is enough to stimulate my brain into turning on some switch. I became a male itself, which tease you without mercy, with tongue, finger, mouth, teeth. I wanna have a look your moaning, listen your beautiful voice, feel a heat from your embarrassment, taste your glitter pussy, with sucking, licking, stiring,,,. After inserting my finger into your wet gap, I bring it into your mouth. I would say. “I really like you too,” she blurted out then fell silent. Her eyes moved down to look at the glass in her hand, as if she had made a big confession. I took the glass from her hands, and with mine laid them on the table. She didn’t object or say anything, just sat there looking at her now empty hands on her lap. I placed a hand on her cheek, and turned her head towards me. I looked into her eyes for a moment, then leaned forward and gave her a light kiss on her lips. She didn’t move, just let. It read, "We need a break right now. Talk later." I was fucking furious! I downed a couple more beers and then went searching for the nearest slut, to bang her brains out. However, walking past a bedroom door I heard a very familiar voice moaning, "Jess, oh yeah! Fuck me, yeah, RIGHT FUCKING THERE!!!" I opened the door slightly to see two girls. One was my Emma, easily recognizable, due to her awesome tan, small, but curvy, perky C tits and luscious black hair. The other girl was slightly.