Sometimes girls dont understand the power they hold over men… its incredible. Anyways. Somedays I feel like a slave to my biology, like a pig for st...ring at a girls chest or whatever I may be lucky enough to catch a glimpse of. At the time I was about 511, and 160lbs. Brown hair, brown eyes. Athletic build but not overly so. At this point I was horned up all the time, masturbating several times a day. I had never had sex or even gotten past first base at this point. All I knew about a girls. She was talking really dirty abusing me, her, using really foul language. Like fuck your boss slut. Fuck her cunt hard. Mother fucking bastard. My knees trembled nuts tightened as I filled Ms Fox pussy with cum. She moved around and told me to sit on the couch. I sat with my legs spread as she again took my cock in her mouth and sucked the pussy juice and cum covered shaft. Being only 18 it didn't take long until I was hard again. Ms Fox got up pushed my legs together then straddled my lap and. "Look Susan, you already know the problems I have with people. I don't relate well to them and I have even more difficulty with girls. I am socially inept and not much of a catch for any girl."It doesn't bother you that I had this affair with an older man, or that you have unresolved issues which stem from that?" I askedJoey laughed out loud when I asked him about this."Bother me? I don't think so. In fact it makes me glad that at least one of us will know what we are doing, if we ever get. Like ... I don't know," she said, the frustration obvious in her mental voice. "I've never felt anything like it before." Do you feel bad? Are you sick? Oh, crap, that was stupid. You can't be sick, you're a..." Carla stumbled to a stop."I'm not a freaking ghost. So don't call me one," Brenda snapped, quite uncharacteristically."I was going to say spirit," Carla quietly said. "I didn't mean to insult." Oh, shit. I didn't mean to, either," Brenda said. "It's just that I feel so ... strange. I.