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Even though it could get very warm, I always wanted to be under the covers. When that wasn’t really an option, depending on where we were working to purge his pressure, I would often try to keep a sweater or hoody on my upper body so that I was only tits naked from the waist down. Although Richard seemed to love me with a passion, babe I sometimes had a hard time loving myself – hence the desire to sort of make our intimacy even more confidential and hidden away from the recording camera lens. At the same time, I didn’t in actuality dislike the camera for being there – I wanted to be a bad boy that was fucking on video. I was merely hesitant about it seeing all of me, if that made any sense. I guess a part of me was afraid that if I let my stepdad look at me for too long, too many times, he would eventually start seeing the loser that I imagined that others saw. For some blessed reason, he simply hadn’t already. I didn’t want him to lose interest in having me help him relieve his pressure – I’d become very keen on our sexual relation. Alongside feeling good, it was providing me with a sense of self-worth. Eventually, Richard took notice of my odd behavior and pried about what was wrong. He had been about to sex me up, and had tried to remove the covers which I had been clinging onto. Upon noticing my stubborn reluctance to letting go of them, he had stopped his impending penetration. Instead, he simply laid under the covers next to me, his strong and hard member tit fuck poking into my side as he stroked my body and waited for me to unburden myself. I hadn’t planned on crying to him, but as soon as I tried to explain my peculiar behavior as of late, that’s what happened. As usual, he knew how to cheer me up. He talked about how I shouldn’t fret or worry about it. That the bully, who most likely was displeased with himself and probably had a boring and uneventful life, only tried to make himself feel better by trying to bring me down. Besides, he went on saying, I was a pretty as can be and that being skinny is something many people strive for nowadays. It was fashionable, or something like that. He talked about how most all of the famous models were thin. He went on about how being slim with a tight and firm, little butt like mine was extremely sexy. Moreover, he suggested as he crawled on top of me and pushed my legs apart, maybe this other boy was merely jealous because he was a real fatty. A fatty, fat fatso. With all of that, he made me feel better. However, a part of me suspected that he only said that to be nice – because that’s what we were; nice to each other. Not that I was miraculously happy, but as he entered me slowly, I thought about how he truly seemed to like me and my body – how could anyone fake the interest he was showing me? - which made me okay with how he tossed the covers aside and then started to torpedo me on the bed in the open, so to speak. It would all be seen on the video that he, or should I say we, were recording. Having been shown some of the earlier videos, I knew that I would be looking tiny compared to him when we did the naked hugging. While that couldn’t be helped, I knew that the girly-sounding noises that I had been making those times shouldn’t be an inevitability, and pussy therefore tried to sound more manly as I was being plowed. As the days and eventually weeks passed, I got better and better at coping with and ignoring the new semi-bully (not reacting, keeping a blank face and thinking that he was jelly), which made him lose a lot of the negative interest he had in me. On the bright side of things, I knew that Richard was very pleased with me. He not only said as much when we were alone – especially when he was sexing with me, but he also proved it by being in a fantastic mood all of the time. Not that he had been grumpy before or anything, but it was simply that he seemed more full of energy. To me, it was merely another example of the importance of what we were doing in secret – how his pressure needed to be continuously addressed. Often when we had done a firsts-sort-of-thing, he would give me a gift afterwards. For example, after our first sex tape, where you could see everything so to speak, I got the newly released iPhone 5. After the first time in his garage gym, I got the new iPad 4. That had been a quite fun time. We had both been exercising naked. He had had a raging boner most of the time, which I got to touch and kiss on. When he reciprocated by touching me, mine huge easily stood at full attention as well. In the end, when our playtime was over and it was time for me to purge his pressure properly, he sat on a fitness bench. She opened the door and we came face to face. Upon her pussy's violently painful penetration Pallus screams and starts begging for her rape to stop. Michael however heard her loud and clear and his heart soared with her words. “Fff... I just point down the hall. The huge short walk back to room, after finalising the tits dinner account, heightened the tension even more. "Oh my god" Beatrice moaned with pleasure as she started grinding her pussy on her father's hard dick. A soft split splat, split spat, sound crept closer and closer. Hunter, we found aliens!" I want him always, and thankfully, he feels the same way about me. As our lovemaking progressed, I told him about the party, most notably about Luci. “Then catch me up.” I can feel her cock get even harder as mine erupts, spurting tit fuck up a lot of pent-up cum all over her sheets. She bit her lip. The Chauffeur (#18) John I have pussy contraceptive pills for you to take. Blinking babe in surprise at the scene Kerillian crawled forwards, grasping at the thigh of the more muscled human and licking up the groin of his cloth pants. As we hung our towels up I could see the two older mens eyeballs get really big looking at Bear's half erect cock hanging there.