So there I was, standing still in some bedroom in an apartment somewhere with a older man I've never seen before in my life, laying on his bed wrapped... in a bath towel with his eyes closed. At this time I had no idea if I was invisible or not, but I suppose I would soon find out. As I continued to stand in the middle of the room feeling totally awkward and scared, his eyes opened. I soon realized right away that he knew I was there, but he never spoke a word. He continued to stare at me with his. I also noticed glimpses of nudity on TV, both in medical shows and in movies. This would be enough to make me horny and if I was by myself, I might even masturbate then and there!There would also be dirty magazines brought to school, and it was an age when internet porn was starting to get talked about. Most women by now (late 90s/early 2000) had less pubic hair in the stuff I was seeing. Perhaps it was a result of what I remembered seeing as a young boy, but as my own tastes developed, I. Thrusting with all my might, I bottomed out my fourteen inches of tormented sex-meat within her wet folds."I ... am ... the MAAAAAN!" I snarled in a red haze of testosterone."Prove it," Jessie growled between pants.I pushed her on all fours as I mounted her from behind with my supernatural dick."Take it ... Take it all!" I would not be stopped; not be swayed as I forced my way into her asshole. With the raging power of my thrusts, I would probably have torn asunder a human woman; but not the. The harder I tried to put them out of my mind, though, the more I kept remembering. As I lay there, I tried to focus my mind on Bill and just how much I loved him. God, that was the wrong thing to do. When I began to think of him, my eyes teared up and all I could then think of was how I had betrayed him. I was lying there thinking if only Bill knew he could help me fight this sick bastard.My excitement turned to disgust again as I lay there talking to myself. The bad part about all of it was I.