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A Proposal I Cannot Forget This is my first story on here, so be kind, please comment, will take criticism. This is a true story.. wish I could forget about it but maybe I was ment to share this. The names have been changed for confidentiality. A little backround
SIERRA The moans and screams of my teenage daughter flow from her open bedroom window and into the backyard. The neighbors give me amused expressions while I hurriedly run to the back door and fumble with the keys
We always got along well from the beginning; Sabrina, Kasey, and me. Sabrina was my older sister by a year; she has long beautiful blonde hair which fell over her shoulders. She had the piercing green eyes like the rest of our family
ssure in my ass I had never had before, and as his cock slipped out I knew why, liter after liter of hot cum ran out, the guy below was covered, all around guys stood in awe, as he moved off me leaving the biggest load of cum I've ever seen, dripping out of my well used butt John being kinky too
Justine’s visits became more frequent, and we became friends. In the end she guessed that her Daddy was fucking me
PLEASE CUM TO ME When we woke up, the clock said it was 1 o’clock in the afternoon. Connie and I had slept like babies after that all of the graduation partying we had done. I was the last one to wake up. “Time to get up, sexy.” Connie said to me
About a week went by. One day I was coming into class and Nikki grabbed me by the arm and said “We need to talk now!” I said “What’s up?” “You need to help Tamia” she said. “Help her how?” “Her stepmom is abusing her.” “So how do I help” I asked
Steaming coffee in one hand and a warm cream cheese bagel in the other, I carefully backed against the large glass door to the reception area and pushed it open with my rear. I stepped through, the pneumatic closer offering up a mechanical hiss to pull it shut after I entered
I held her hand and kissed the back of it softly; it made her rosy cheeks tinge a deeper pink color. My other hand circled her waist and I pulled her into my lap gently so not to cause her any pain at all. Her beauty couldn't be wasted on something like injury
The tip of my nose began to tingle and I asked the bartender for a glass of ice water. Then my phone beeped…a text, from Him. I smiled and my heart hammered. I opened the text and laughed out loud, drawing a few smiling looks from around me. Just a number. The number 9 to be exact
Be sure to read part one; Kelly began to fondle my now limp dick. “ Baby I don’t think I can get it hard again” I told her
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