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Dear Diary, So I molested stupidname again
I can't tell you exactly when I first saw him looking, Millsy I mean. Maybe when me and Faith were rubbing up against each other on the sofa, putting on a show for the lads we worked with. She was beautiful, just sixteen with the most amazing deep brown eyes and great tits..
Earlier, you came in and told me you wanted to teach me about my body, then, kissed me. You played with my breasts and my kitty. You made me feel SO good. But, I didn’t get to see your cock
************************************************ Back at Mr. Anderson’s House After rendezvous with my boxing trainer (Jim Broadbent an African-American), I returned home to Mr. Anderson’s house. I was sitting in the kitchen, relaxing and sipping a glass of Coke
France, 1626 His brown eyes watched her as she walked, her steps heavy yet graceful



CHAPTER 1 Tara was 11 when her father raped her for the first time. Buck had been fantasizing about popping his prematurely developed daughter for some time now
I can’t help but remember how our first meeting was like. “Ladies and gentlemen, please keep your seat belts fasten… “ Something went through my body, like a lightning. There I was, even though I couldn’t really believe it
A Story of Teen Love and more…! By Phyllis and Roger Boyfriend, James, and I both grew up in strict surroundings, me more than him. Me



*I'm kind of a big fan of incest! I think it might be from having no siblings of my own
Blackmailing Beauty A teacher/student story A in the closet lesbian teacher catches a student cheat and decides to blackmail her. Note 1: Thanks as always to Steve and Estragon for their editing help
The article Doctor’s sexamination I was not feeling too well and so I informed my mother I was going to see the doctor. He was the same guy we had been going to since I was a baby. This is almost 20 or so odd years
Grandpa woke me up as usual and we ate breakfast before he gave me my enema and stuffed me with the same plug from yesterday. It was easier to take today and it wasn’t painful or uncomfortable. Grandpa didn’t seem satisfied with this. “Looks like you adjusted to that one quickly
"Don't trouble yourself, sweet heart," Derek watched as one of the house maids roughly scrubbed the kitchen floor. She was hired 4 months ago and was paid so little even though she worked harder than anyone else in the house did. Derek didn't even know she worked here until a month ago



Joe washed his hands slowly but thoroughly. The water was scolding and burning his skin. Joe didn’t care for he was miles away. He looked at his life as though he was watching a movie. It was not his own it couldn’t his own. Joe would never be in this situation
I was awoken on the bus by her little moans. I looked across the aisle and saw why she was moaning. Her boyfriend was fucking her from behind with his enormous cock. Both her hands were pressed against the window. Her face sideways, her right cheek on the glass