He moves back again. This isnt so bad, I think that if he continues easing his way in slowly I wont feel any pain at- Suddenly he plunges into me, fas... and hard. All hopes of a painless deflowering are banished from my mind as I feel something tear in a secret place within me. Pain the likes of which I have never experienced before cuts me deeply. My body bucks violently and I scream into Asmodeus chest, tears flowing freely down my face. My fingers dig into his arms and he stops moving. I placed her on the couch, and shot way. She did it all, not just one picture. I even did a close up of her little pussy, and the small patch of pubic hair. I told her Wednesday we would sit at the computer and pick out the best one for me to cum on. She kissed me long and hot with out tongues going crazy. She rubbed my boner as I felt her pussy. I bent over and kissed her pussy. She got the chills as I had to leave. She didn’t want me to leave and said: “Wednesday your all mine, and I’m going. "But didn't we already..." gulped Nate biting his lip. "You said I..?" We did and it was amazing," nodded Joe. "But I wouldn't mind onesober kiss? Just one that you could savor and could remember." Ok," nodded Nate closing his eyes and swallowing hard."Ok?" said Joe as his eyes lit up."Yes Ok... but just one," said Nate blinking continuously almost readyto do anything to figure out his problem."Really?" smiled Joe never happier to hear that softly rubbing histhumb against Nate's."Yes but just. That is why I wrote it after Christmas.Santa's Gift to the WorldBy shalimarSanta Claus was sitting in his easy chair reading another letter. It was typical of the ones from the New York area this year and it depressed him. Even Mrs. Claus's gingerbread cookies couldn't get a "Ho" out of him. Forget about the other two "Ho's." Dear Santa, Daddy was a fireman who died at the WTC. Mommy and me miss him so much. Can you bring him back? Thank you, Kisha BrownThere were letters from children from the.