I never asked to be different. I've wished I was straight, I've wished I was gay; I've wished I was fucking dead." He smiled, weakly. "None of it ever... came true, of course. All I know is that when I look in the mirror I see someone I despise."I tried to interject, to tell him it wasn't all bad, but he interrupted me."You know what it's like? I watch other people - girls - talking to each other, talking to me, doing whatever, and it's like a knife in the fucking ribs. All these things I've. He worked construction outdoors. His pecker was way outsized for the rest of him which he ascribed to exercising it a lot since he was a kid. He grew up in West Virginia and there was a shortage of guys in his family. Cousins loved fucking cousins. He loved “big women” and that didn’t refer to tall. Some “big” aunts had showed him a good time.She felt worshipped as he made a fuss over her saggy floppy pillow tits. He’d hum with pleasure stroking the rolls around her waist or taking handfuls of. ..hmmmm its been a while......then slowly move my hand lower again until I rest it between you legs..I see the bare skin of your thighs as the short dress has moved slightly more up......I am just putting a bit of pressure on your pussy through your panties....you slightly open your legs more to give me better access and push your hips towards my fingers....I can feel you are getting wet..... you are getting more and more exited and start to move your hand towards me.....you place your hand on. "Oh god, oh god"The teen carried on for a bit longer until finally he suddenly stiffened up."Cumming!" he cried suddenly and thrusting into my wife's ass he unloaded his hot sticky load."Oh yeah!" sighed my wife now getting use to this. The teen pumped a big sticky load into her asshole until he was spent and then he pulled his big long cock out of her."your turn!" grinned Bridget letting go of my cock.I stood hesitant as to whether I should really have ago when the big guy spotted me."Who's.