He's not too bad, he only hit me twice and smiled once. He's fifteen, just a year older than me, so he finished too quickly. I'd only just started to ...et the nice feelings when he came. I'll need a new pencil soon, this one is getting too short.FridayMaster Ian took me to his cabin today. I don't like him one bit. I think he's the one who killed Mom. He did it in my butt, which really hurt, and then made me suck his dick clean. Yuck. At least he didn't pinch my nose closed while he had his. ...“What in tarnation?”On Saturday afternoon, as the town car departed down the circular driveway toward the street, Abbey dropped her luggage on the stoop. She padded through the grass on the front lawn in her trainers and stared at the silhouette in the upstairs window. Although she prided herself on her 20/20 vision, there was a translucent curtain blocking her view. Loitering outside of the two-story house, Abbey moved closer. She could tell the silhouette was not Jed.It was a woman. Her. There were four who came in and watched as my head was bobbing up and down and my lips wrapped tightly around Terrence's cock. I was enjoying how great it was. The guy's were I got up and laid on the bed letting Terrence eat my pussy. He put his fingers in and opened my pussy and he licked deep inside. I was getting loud enjoying his tongue. After he finished I knew I was ready to have him put his dick inside me. He started rubbing the head of his dick on my pussy lips. I spread my legs wide. ” Then she did her best Spaniard imitation. “Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.” Shirley was gifted with a great ear for accents, the same as her mother.I laughed. “Now isn’t it silly for people to wash other people that way?”“Oh! I get it!”“I knew you would, Pumpkin. You make Mommy proud!”“Can I change my name to Little Rambo?”“Not yet, Pumpkin.”I was nervous. It was my first shuttle ride. Master calmed me down my letting me lay on his lap next to his cock..