For better or worse, I love every bit of you, from the top of your headto each foot.Most times, I think at night, outside under the stars.My mind is f...ull of you.If you asked me, I would try to end all wars.When I was with you, I lost my frown and my soul gloriously flewWhen I was with you everything wrong in the world seemed right.When around you, it seemed there were no wars, no acts of hate.Because of you, I thought that, even though the world was terrible, tolive did I have renewed. He rubbed me harder and then reached inside my underwear. I pushed off my underwear and then let him masturbate me. After the first ‘yes’ he got bolder and I got more willing and less self-recriminating. Even though I would hesitate at first, my sexuality made me more adventurous each time. The second time, after playing with my cock all the way home from his brother’s body shop, I was again in his apartment … in his bed … this time completely naked and we were sucking each other’s cocks. First. Do it with great care. Cut her and you, will pay dearly. she will sit on the edge of the tub and watch as you, work the shaving cream over her cunt-lips and lower belly, then even more closely as you, slowly drag the razor over her sensitive skin. You, may notice her smile as you, bare her sex for today's lover. It's one of the few times thinks about you, at all. Your offense excites her - your duty, to prepare the pussy that you, once so enjoyed for some stranger, to make it smooth and clean,. Heather was amazed at her son's transformation. Something in him, thathad been bound up for years, was being let loose. He was always the sortof boy who didn't want to be seen, didn't want to participate. Playing ona playground at all was a "No thanks, Mom" after the age of ten or so.Now he didn't care at all who saw him, even though he was dressed like amuch younger girl and would attract much more attention. Heatherdetermined that this was much better for him, that if dressing up wasgiving.