He was into conspiracy theories, rituals, more than questionable anime themes, something called “creepypasta” and he was very public about these things and people knew it. Now during that period in your life (middle school and high school) it’s obvious shit like that is just gonna bring in the wrong attention but he didn’t care. with all his quarks one thing seems to be very out of place for him, his BDSM sense of courage. I mean this guy actually learned a couple of Kong Fu moves because he kept coming back to the same bullies that liked to beat him up in middle school. I met this kid while breaking up one of these fights and when I asked him why he cumshot kept doing this to himself he spit out some blood and said japanese he liked the progress he was making with the shit he found on YouTube. I can’t remember how I reacted to that on that day but what I do know is we were best friends ever since. We should of graduated High school together, we should of became seniors, both of us, but we didn’t.� � � During the summer Greg got into some weird shit, weirder then usual. Said he wanted to make a paranormal podcast show or something like that. I live on the middle of a path that turns into a asian cul-de-sac a couple of houses down. On the right side before the side walk rings back to the other side there is a dirt path that goes, turns, and keeps going deeper in the forest. Now where we live in is usually a family area, but it wasn’t always like this. A couple of years ago before I was born somebodies kid went out in the forest and was never seen again. Because of this the parents of the area got together and created a lookout system for everybody. Everyone was responsible for everyone’s other kids. If you saw little Timmy playing by the woods without a parent, you were to call his mother. It’s sad to say but the disappearance of one child really did bring the community together. Samantha was having sex with Thomas in the back of his old pick up truck, a group of kids Roger, Matt and Christian were skipping school to buy drugs from somewhere between the school and home, someone was actually selling drugs to children, Sally was being bullied by a bunch of girls everyone thought were her friends and Samantha, when busted about having sex with Thomas instead of pushing her grades up at school she got back at Mrs. Watson by seducing and having sex with her husband Philip… Samantha is 17 years old. Ok so the Watsons and Williams don’t get along anymore after that, and Samantha was known as a little hoe but besides that everyone loved each other and had each other’s back. Nobody knew our neighborhood had a drug problem or Sally was being bullied or Samantha… to my understanding Phillip at the time was a 40-year-old man pushing 50 so I don’t know what’s exactly wrong with Samantha, but it was there, and nobody knew about it. Point is, our area needed a neighborhood watch for some time and a kid going missing and never coming back brought it all together. � � � I’m saying all this because the dirt road I mentioned before trailed on into the forest and if you follow it long enough, you’ll see a beautiful abandoned mansion on the left side of it. This is where it was thought that kid ran off to and was the reason parents banded together to keep their kids from exploring. They knew from a child’s perspective the mansion looked fun and from a teenager’s perspective it was a good place to do other things, best the two not bump into each other. The official report was that the mansion was there before the entire neighborhood was even formed and it was a wonder nobody ever notices the pathway there until now and it was true, nobody did have a clue why they didn’t recognize the out of place dirt road Hardcore to there christen looking neighborhood. Weird thing was the dirt path leading to the mansion always looked fresh. There were no footprints, no evidence of weeds, stones, dry or moist patches on the soil based on the weather, it always looked like a fresh patch of dirt on the ground. Flexing my body as I did. And after last night I didn’t think you or Benny would mind. Kiera bit her lip on a smile, “No, but I’m not sure you’re the dick for the job. It's surprising how clarity is bestowed upon you when you're in such a situation as this. Just as I’m about to release a second load into Amy’s mouth, the japanese poolroom door opens with Dakota and John standing there smiling. The procedure hurts enough to make me shriek and struggle. And you'll say anything I want? It was then that I felt the first slap. “I did call Rebecca,” Emily muttered. “ Baby I really got lucky on that last one. ‘Yeah?’ She asked. She shook several times more as cumshot she rode the orgasm rising within her. I am not comparing, but you are a little bigger than Peter, and it has been so long since a penis has Hardcore been in me…. It was simply appalling to look so… indecent! Ellen turned to look me BDSM in the eyes, "Trust me. You did." Oh such warmth, such a feeling I cannot find the words to describe. "What?" "Hey asshole, I told you to clean me, don't make me press the button!" “You were right,” he conceded with a haughty chuckle. By the time we were well into the main course, Mr Moore’s right little finger had touched my pussy. I even “baptized” a few women in my futa-jizz before they licked each other clean, not wanting to waste any of my “miraculous” seed before I bred them. I can feel her tensing, then she shudders as she has a very strong orgasm. "It will feel better if you have your hands free," he said kissing the asian back of her neck. I was straddling her, sort of close to sixty nine, but me further down her torso. Arlene nodded and used her eyes and a small head nod towards her bag on the floor. Again, more moaning began. I only love you."