. “I’ve got some cold beers in the fridge or some soda if you aren’t in an alcohol mood. My clit was erect and I rubbed my finger on it I decided to be a bit of a schoolgirl today.
Her imaginary master was placing his hand on her head, firmly pressing her onto his penis, trying to get his whole shaft past her tonsils. Her Uncle seemed to be controlling her now; she felt obliged to acquiesce, almost fearfully, and yet oddly comforted in her submission to him
. Geeze, just thinking about how mad your Dad would get… Boys wouldn’t get a look in edgeways, and you can say goodbye to gymnastics: you know what those coaches are like
Even my boss said, Jesus Harley, what's wrong with you? Go fuck that rich bastard. At first it hurt, and I wanted him to stop