I think I want to be a lawyer. It’s the path to power in this society. Why the change of heart? Simply put, I hate people. Women or men, it doesn’... matter. That’s why I’ve decided to make them suffer. As a lawyer, I’ll get to destroy a lot of lives. Lucky me! My change of heart came on a Thursday afternoon in mid-November as I waited inside the bus station in Brockton. It was raining and I didn’t feel like going home on foot. As I waited, I couldn’t help but overhear a conversation between a. She suddenly turned me around, bent me forward and put her tongue inside. One touch at my anus had my dick throbbing and I felt I would come right then. She then held my dick in her hand and started to stroke it fast as her tongue began to explore the depths of my anus. Soon I could hold it no longer and my cum sprayed all over the sofa and her hand. She refused to let me go even then and continued to stroke my dick even as it was going down. Her teeth dig into my anus and she bit as my dick. I comforted him and we became inseparable.We took long walks in the woods surrounding our farm. We had oak trees, many conifers, huckleberry patches and a stream that flowed languidly through the pasture. Our favorite retreat was a small clearing covered with pine needles in the midst of a small copse of evergreens. There in this peaceful, fragrant bower we would lounge. I would caress and stroke him -- he loved my attention.We walked along the stream, occasionally catching an unwary crayfish. Jake lay back against the cushions and he told her to lie back and relax she lay back one of his strong arms around her shoulder as he turned on his side to look over her body she was only fifteen but she looked older and she was so innocent.. her blonde hair curling around her face and those bright blue eyes he ran a hand between her boobs and over her flat stomach and down to her bikini bottoms soft and still damp from the pool or something else he grew hard thinking of her getting wet when.