But that's not what we need to talk about right now."You've always been a different kind of child and to this day I valueyour uniqueness. No, unique ...sn't the right word. Different; that's abetter word for what makes you so special. It hurts to see how hard itis for you to fit in and what you have to put up with around here." Mother, that's all well and good but why are you making such a bigdeal out of what I've always been? There's nothing you or anyone elsecan do to change things from. When Izzy’s hand reached into her bra he thought his heart was going to pump out of his chest. When she pulled out some black lace he was puzzled for a moment. Izzy tilted her head slightly, letting out a small laugh at his confusion; she bit her lip, slowly uncurled her hand and let her lace thong drop on to his desk. The desk she lost her virginity on just last night. Ben gasped, he wanted to leap up from the chair and reach his hand up her skirt to see if those panties meant what they. She had to steady herself against the counter top for support. Arthur grinned, walked over, bent down and put my wife over his shoulder, carried her to the bed. She couldn't believe the intense sensation of his penis with all these large rings rubbing against her vaginal walls and cervix, couldn't stop coming. She was exhausted after an hour, breathing heavily, sweating. In all Arthur made 9 sperm deposits, while inside her just before he left he asked her if she's okay with possibly getting. “Shouldn’t litter” He said smirking, his blue eyes piercing into hers.“What can I say? I’m a bad girl.” She smiled back and turned around.The band came on stage and the large crowd cheered, everyone pushed forward and all of a sudden the bar guy was even closer to her than before, pressing his crotch right into her arse. The first song kicked in and she started rocking to the music, one of her favourites, and so did he. Almost immediately she felt his dick stiffen through his jeans and she bit.