I could have happily spent that rest of my life in that room! Evidently there had been a lot of money to be made from fixing peoples’ teeth. That’s what he had been doing before he retired a few years back; being a dentist. When I asked him about it one time, with incredulity, he laughed and confirmed Hardcore that it was indeed so – he had been running his own father’s old clinic, which he had now sold upon retiring. Richard used to get up in the mornings to drive me to school, and pick me up after it. With the move to his house, we lived further away from my old school. There had been some talk about changing schools, but I had pleaded for that not to happen and had thankfully been listened to. You see, I did not have an easy time making new friends – other boys were just as, or even more so, prone to picking on me as being friends with me. I did not want to be the skinny newcomer who also happened to be a quiet and introverted nerd, sucked at sports, and probably would be considered a teacher’s pet because I sat calmly in class, didn’t make a ruckus and did my homework when I got home – before I could play video games, as Grandma always insisted. As it were, I at least had a couple of reasonably close companions with which I could hang out with at school. I suppose the harsh truth was that we were more or less equally unpopular kids who found solace in banding together. It always struck me as unfair that when the more popular crowd talked about games, then it was normal, but when we did it, we were such losers. After my new stepdad had picked me up from school, I usually spent most of my time cumshot playing video games, while he would spend his days reading books, gardening and working out in his home gym in the garage. He had suggested that he had enough money for Mom to quit work, blowjob and possibly go to a community college and study something she liked – if she wanted to. He would also suggest, while getting a little frisky, that she could simply stay at home with him as his “gorgeous gold blonde digger”. Even though Mom used to tell him to stop it, reiterating it several times in fact, when he did stuff like that, she seemed to like it nonetheless because she almost always laughed and smiled meanwhile. However, in the end Mom insisted that she’d do her bid to contribute to the household’s income and not rely entirely on him. Richard said that he liked that about her; that she wasn’t lazy. One Friday evening in the beginning of 2014, me and Richard were watching a movie in the living room - Mom having gone to gangbang work the night shift at the hotel. A simple nod of your head, blowjob or “I’m a virgin cocksucker” would suffice. I let myself blend in, too, fading most of my body away, leaving only my skin and blond hair exposed. So, I took advantage of the opportunity. I was too naive to know what base this was, but any fear I had about going all the way was gangbang now gone. I began building my own rhythm, syncing my thrusts with her’s as I rammed my rod deep into her pussy. I got invited to a friends place for a Hardcore poker game that turned quite profitable for me at the end of the night I was $500 to the good when I quit and decided to spectate for cumshot a while. I slammed my futa-dick to the hilt in her over and over. He got onto his animal knees behind what had once been Ada’s innocent and charming tattoo. "Still no milk but they are nice and full. The metal leading the current into his flesh! “Do you want… did you ever want to…” “This new vision, it is permanent then?” I inquired hopefully. The smaller appeared to be a barber shop, complete with a chair, mirror, and counter of shearing implements. Her heart was thudding, pulse rapid against the fingers he held to her throat. She couldn't get a grip on his buzz cut, so she had to settle for pulling him in tighter against her. So, for now, I’ll just leave things alone. She chastised herself for wanting sex from such a grotesque man and pushed the blonde yearning away. I think I saw her peeking out the side of her eyes as I rolled over, and did she have a small grin on her face when she did? “Tom; pleased to meet you. Melinda realized he was handling her breasts in a gentle yet commanding manner. He continued to stroke me even after he was spent.