Now I was not always that way. As a very young child I was told I was pretty sweet and the family and neighbors loved me. Somewhere along the line I j...st got mean.I think it was because of the mark. I have a slow growing birthmark on my face. It was not there when I was born, I have seen the pictures but at about six or seven years if age it shows up, small at first and then the discoloration got larger. It is not that it is ugly, well it is to me, but it just bothers the hell out of me. People. Soon the cries were all the same. A moan of pleasure with a slight little hint of pain.I could feel his tight virgin ass pucker and relax over and over on my cock skin. My thick mushroom head pulled shit out with it I was going so fast. I slowed down and turned him over. His legs stuck up in the air, and I grabbed his ankles so i could speed up. "Fuck me Will! Fuck me!" I Really laid into him, fucking him as hard and as fast at I could. He cried out in pain, but told me not to stop when i tried. It dawned on me that he had been staring at me. I immediately realized that I had been rocking my knee back and forth. I do that when I’m lost deep in thought. In fact, my first experience with flashing strangers was for that very same reason. The remembrance made my blood boil with lust.If Cindy the slut is going to flash my boyfriend her designer lace panties then it is perfectly fine for me to return the favor! I thought to myself. I have mastered the mental art of justifying what I want to. . Aunque supuso que serian para poder elegir el personajeque mas se le pareciera, por la cara que puso la se?orita Willet parec?aque le gustaban las respuestas que daba John a sus preguntas.-Bueno, es justo lo que buscamos ?Le interesa entonces?- Pregunto lase?orita Willet.-Si por supuesto que si ?Cuando empiezo?- Pregunto John entusiasmado.-Ahora mismo- Dijo esta. Antes de que John pudiera reaccionar se sacouna jeringuilla de la chaqueta y se la inyecto en el cuello.-?Pero que demoni...?- John.