What are you not happy? “I use to be only until my family had died in a car accident along with my brother, his girlfriend and his new born son, now... the only thing I see is darkness, you may not see it but there’s a cloud above my head day and night. I see things differently a reason to hate and not cry, or care about others a reason to make people fear who I am”. I explained. “What about love do you have a reason to love.” He asked me coolly. I didn’t answer him I had knew were this was. She started by saying "I removed all of my excess hair for you."She then proceeded to show me both of her under arms and how smooth her legs were. Slowly her legs spread and her bald puffy pussy lips came into view. She then laid her head back closed her eyes waiting for the inspection to begin, but unsure of what it would consist of. I rose from the couch having difficulty standing straight due to the tightness of the crotch of my pants. I then knelt beside her and began to inspect her. I bought two wigs that day. Some body paint. Some weird sunglasses – a man's pair and a woman's. A wide brimmed hat. A beard. Fake moustaches. More than enough stuff to disguise two nude bike riders. To disguise a mother and her son.It was just after eleven at night when I finally got home. I'd been in my room for only about five minutes before mom appeared in my doorway. She found me sitting at my desk facing my computer. All I had on were a pair of boxer shorts. I'd been waiting for her. I'd. She tightened her hold on it, not able to wrap her fingers all the way around and started stroking it. Her father let out a soft moan and Presley watched with awe as his manhood continued to grow in her hand, straightening up even more until reaching a full erection.Her father's penis throbbed in her hand and Presley stared at it mesmerized. She studied the engorged head, the bulging veins, feeling them under her hand with each gentle stroke, and felt the wetness between her legs growing from.