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Besides, I had quickly started to like it, and also expect it. Sure, it could hurt initially – but damn if it didn’t also feel good. Moreover, having used my computer to look up how unallowed it was for us to be doing sexy stuff together made me feel devilishly naughty; like a bad boy in disguise. The first few times when recording non-stop with the new camera, we did it under the covers as I had recently developed a preference for. The usual routine entailed that we would check the locks on the doors, then close whatever blinds or curtains that needed to be closed. Being in their master bedroom was the easiest, because that’s where, in a bedside cabinet, they kept the gel called “lube” that I would put on what he oftentimes called my pussy. Most of the time I would do those things myself; getting naked with a smidgeon of that slicky lubrication in my butt and crawling under the covers while Richard set up his camera. My newfound preference for being under the covers stemmed from what had happened at school. This new kid had started in my class, and for some reason he had almost instantly been making fun of me, for example asking if I, as “Slender Boy”, was related to the scary Slender Man – and if he therefore should be careful not to aggravate me? In school, there were if not plenty, then at least several other, about equally skinny boys, but for some reason he seemed to have taken a dislike in me particularly. I suppose he didn’t exactly trouble me incessantly, to the point where it would be called actual bullying. It was just that he had made fun of me enough times that it was on my mind. ivanafukalot It didn’t help that my lack of body weight was a sore spot for me. Neither did it help that the (sort of) two friends that I had, never really tried to help out. Thus, I became amateur more sensitive and more self-conscious. Even if I stood alone at school, I didn’t have to lie down alone at home. However, I even started to try and hide my body from Richard when we did the naked things. 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 naked from the waist down. Although Richard seemed to love me with a passion, I sometimes had a hard time loving myself – hence the desire to sort of make our intimacy even more confidential and hidden away from ivana russian 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 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 skinny happened. As usual, he knew how to cheer me up. Until finally only the tentacles up her pussy and ass hole remained. 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