But, I nosed her arm to comfort her and she got the message. And then I guarded her all the way to her home in the back of the little Mexican restaurant on the street and after her family welcomed her in, I moved off for the night. The next day, there was an article in the newspaper about a local girl, name withheld, that had been viciously attacked by two boys on her way home from work at the hospital at night. And it included the detail of a canine, evidently a stray German Shephard that had come to her rescue. They named him the VIRGIN’S AVENGER, since he had done enough damage to the two young toughs to have them identified when they sought medical treatments. They didn’t include the detail of her losing her virginity on that occasion, but it was alluded to in his new name. She mentioned that she would like to find him and reward him with a loving home, but no fetish one knew who the dog was and all efforts to locate him were without success. So, it receded into being just another urban myth, except: Since, I moved back to spend the remaining years of the older man with him (after sending off my report), I would every once in a while assume the presence of the avenging canine and make it a very unwelcome place for people who wanted to accost others on the sidewalks at any time of the day or night. They never located me, because I was hiding right in Brunette plain sight as a Yorkie-Poo when not active in my protector mode. Even though this project was of my own random generation, I have had very few which could equal it in satisfaction. And by-the-way, I managed to manipulate the girl into spending at least blowjob one night a week with the old man, to his total delight. And hers, too. His voice, his smell, his smile, the way he laughs at his own stupid jokes. He’s so pure and innocent at heart but also a little devil. Terry was so warm and kind to everyone around him. Who wouldn’t fall for him? Girls and guys alike he just had this aura that make you drawn to him and it makes me chuckle about how clueless he was to it. Sitting in history trying to hide my smile and boner as I thought about the guy I loved. Trying my best listen to the new history teacher Mrs.Moore talk about what sparked the civil war, but all i could think about was seeing Terry after school. Greeting me with his smile that would put the sun to shame, then embrace me with a hug so warm it could melt the snow around us in winter. Sitting there thinking about the person I love. Not paying attention to my surroundings, not realizing I was blushing and laughing to myself the entire time to where the entire classroom was staring at me. “Christopher?” Mrs.Moore said softly calling me. Embarrassed, I pulled my hoodie over my head, while slowly leaning down to rest my head in my arms, hearing a few students laughing at the scene. Continuing her lesson as I continued entertaining myself in my head. It felt like hours went by when suddenly the loud of the bell signaled us it was time to go home. Standing BDSM up and stretching my shirt lifted exposing my abs giving them some air. I looked over and saw a girl watching me in awe. I gave her a playful wink while pulling my shirt down and grabbing my bag leaving her blushing as I made my way out of the classroom. Walking down the hallways hearing Hardcore groups of friends laughing and planning to go to the mall after school, or going to their boyfriend’s practice. Let Thellus know you are awake. “You’ve had a minute to think about it. Moaning out loud. "Well then you are not gay, now get up and go home I fetish need to sleep, plus my wife will become suspicious" You stand in front of me totally nude, my eyes dart all over your body not able to blowjob figure out what they want to look at next, your beautiful breasts or your shaved pussy. At that moment, the two women came bounding down the staircase from the upstairs bedroom, and energetically ran into the living room, jumping up and down in front of Pete and Brunette me. We were seated on opposite ends of the large sofa. how was your day? Mandy didn’t care about physics dictating what should be, or shouldn’t be, possible. It took another minute before her grip relaxed and his cock softened enough that it was able to pull out. Certainly not the Highland doctrine I’d followed nearly all my life, but it also couldn’t be the brutal tribal laws. She reaches down again and fondles my balls and wanks my BDSM cock with her hand while her face stays in my face and her nipples dab mine. Gina looked up and could see Bobby approaching so moved her head away to allow the dog full access to Donna’s pussy. “Thank God you are here. She swirled it around through my depths. Heather laughed, but then said, “Well if you need a personal assistant, or web page designer, count me in” “A man came into the pub this afternoon while it was quiet and we got chatting and he offered me some cash if I Hardcore would perform a task for him.” I drank almost half of mine and refilled it, then left the jug on the table. "Is that the Pedo Club," the man asked. It’s just… out in the open is probably not the best place to be doing it.” Viciously, rapidly, he began thrusting into her as hard as he could, delighting in the pain and pleasure evident on her face.