Mr Pervert Wilson

He’s been a bad man for a very long time now we call him the town pervert. The first time I encountered the town pervert was when I was very young, and this motherfucker tried to get me into his motel room which was down the street from my own house. I was walking by the motel where he was renting a room. Hey, little girl he screamed, would you like some candy? My mother was impoverished in fact at the time my mother and my father were drug addicts, so we didn’t have very much money at all. in fact whenever we did have money my parents spent the money on drugs. I thought to myself before going over to the town pervert that I was starving, and I was a little girl, so candy was a full-course meal from me. I walked over, and he led me into his motel room. He told me his name was Mr. Wilson, and Mr. Wilson offered me candy and food. Did I forget to mention that I was extremely hungry I hadn’t eaten in such a long time? I started to eat the food like a ravished beast as he watched me. All of a sudden, I turned around because Mr. Wilson was very quiet. I noticed that he was jacking his cock while he was watching me eat my food. It was disturbing to see a grown man jacking his cock right in front of my face, but I was hungry, and I had to eat. I asked him what was he doing. He told me that he was massaging his sausage for me. I turned around and started eating my food again before you know it, Mr. Wilson was walking up to me with a very hard veiny cock. He asked me if I was still hungry for some meat I told him I was full, but he insisted that I taste his hot sausage. He grabbed the back of my head, and he stuffed his cock deep down my throat; he started dancing in my mouth, and I began to like it. That was my first encounter with Mr pervert Wilson, but it was not my last.

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