She pulled a dick lock out. Of her purse. Un buckeled. Ur pants s. And locked ur cock. U could no get hard. Your cock was. In chastity. She looked at ...ou. Put on red lip stick.looked at you.then pulled her tight s up to o camel toe o her pussy…..you both , entering the store…u get nervous. U know that she is serious. This time. And yall go over to he c***dren section. Her ass is visible. You notice men. Begain looking. At her tight juicy ass. She tells u walk away. She sees someone. U walk. She crush her opponents that tried to face her but she was getting boredShe stood over six feet tall. Her hair was a beautiful blond and her hair seems bottomless blue like the ocean. He features were like a painting. It was perfect beauty that made people awe and drool. She had perfect sculpted body of muscles and curve. She looked very feminist and lustful. She seem like she could break any man and make the purest lust. Her breasts were huge. They look about the size of two beach balls and. We had almost another full week to spend on the Island, and we enjoyed it immensely. The long phone calls with Roland resumed, but when the phone was put down, Kim came back to us, and we resumed, also.I had never had it so good.Two weeks and one day after our arrival in Paradise, Tess and I flew back home. Kim flew to Atlanta and made connections there for Portland, Oregon.We had barely finished celebrating Christmas Day -- sharing it with both families -- when I got a call from Roy, Junior on. "I'm a boy, sir." I corrected him."Don't talk unless I tell yo to, bitch!" He said gruffly clamping a strong hand on my small bicep. "Yo're a cunt bitch-boy is what you are. Ya know, I ain't no faggot like you are. The truth is I don't like you fucking faggots." He stuck his long pink tongue out and licked his full, thick, lips. "Ya're a damn girly looking faggot." He pulled me in front of him. He stuck his face down in my face and pulled a bottle from his pocket. It said Canadian Mist on the.