“D’you know something Adrian? I can’t understand whatpleasure a man gets out of screwing with another man!”he stated as he cut...his grass, “Thank God I’m normal!”“Hmmm, I agree with you Peter and what about the onesthat dress up as women and let guys fuck them?” Ireplied, trying hard to suppress a laugh!“Mmmm, they should be hung up by their balls!” hereplied quickly, “Fucking perverts!” This is the sameguy that was. "There is always the 'however.' I am unsure why she chooses to perpetuate the myth but I'm certain she has her reasons. Perhaps we could convince it is OK to believe that it is safer not to advertise it."Linda cocked her head to the side."Do you really think that she could be in danger?" she asked."Fuck yes," I said. "Jesus Christ, this group in brutal. They have no qualms about killing families. That is what I was trying to get across to you this afternoon. Believe me, from what I've heard,. Niki’s screams were muffled, but painful and lustfulmixture as my hand went up to just above her cunt, Icould feel the cock thrust into her and the knot expandcausing a bulge just inside of her vagina. Niki waswhimpering and trying to thrust back but Enzo’ forwardthrust was too savage even for her to keep up.Niki’s juices were leaking from her pussy lips and Ilicked around the thrusting cock getting a taste of thestrange dog cock flavor, hot and bitter, but not bad,perhaps it. Where Vivien had done as little as possible for me, with Tyler she was almost the perfect mother (at least in the beginning). I’ve never hated my mother, she made her choices as we all do and I, for one, have no right to criticize her for them. I wouldn’t be the person I am today if she’d been someone else. But let me say this, I may not have hated my mother but I do hate my father. I blame him for my childhood, or lack thereof. I was never a kid, I grew up in a hurry so that I could survive. I.