The hole was pinky-thick, and set in the middle of a beautiful double-shot-glass sized head, acorn shaped and velvet purple. ‘Worship my cock.’ He...commanded. And I did, taking a long pilgrimage from the head back down to his balls, placing little lapping licks along the way. My tongue was shy and demure at first, the awesome, dwarfing size of his rod being more then a little intimidating, but grew impatient to cover more ground. I cradled his fat balls in the palms of my hands and gave them a. I think I'll try writing my own story and tell people about me and Millie. I wish I could tell Millie how I feel, but it will never happen. I don't want to lose her as my closest friend. I can't wait to see her again. It's been almost a year now. She wrote me all the time. She's the one that made me want to keep living after ruining my life.I think I'll write my story. I better not use our real names in case the wrong people read this. So, I guess I'll use Mickey and Minnie instead of our real. ..Erst zart, und als das ohne Reaktion blieb, steckte ich meinen Mittelfinger erst in ein offenes Glas Honig auf der Anrichte und dann in Ihren Anus. Schweiß rann mir von der Stirn und ich erwartete, dass diese unreine Tat die Lehrstunde beenden könnte, doch das Gegenteil war der Fall und die nächste Anweisung lautete einfach nur: "Tiefer!!", und sie zuckte zufrieden, als ich ihren Po fingerte.Die letzten beiden Tage lernte ich Ingrid also von allen Seiten in und auswendig kennen. Auf dem. . . please . . . hear me out because my brain is spinning I’m so confused I, I put us in danger last night . . . then this happened! What if it doesn’t work out between us,’ I stammered. ‘You’re my best friend and I am just this silly girl, I’m afraid I’ve ruined it all.’ My words came through the tears streaming from my eyes, not knowing if I was making any sense. I was still crying uncontrollably and my body was convulsing and shaking with every breath. My vagina was flexing as I sobbed and.