Ich hörte es gerne und die Blicke meiner Mitschüler gefielen mir auch. Sie mochten meinen Po und ich mochte ihn auch. Er war Rund, knackig, wie ein ...o eben sein sollte.während ich in Gedanken versunken war, kribbelte es in mir und meine Hand ging vom Po über meinen flachen Bauch, bis unter mein weißes schlaf-Shirt und an meine Brüste. Manchmal brauchte ich diese Streicheleinheiten am Morgen einfach. Keine Selbstbefriedigung oder so, sondern einfach nur Berührungen auf der Haut, ein fühlen des. Lisa told me later the driver's window on the car came down and an automatic weapon of some type was pointed out the window. The three people all yelled the warning that they would shoot if the weapon wasn't dropped and the person was to get out of the car.The person in the car got out but apparently hadn't dropped the gun. He couldn't see the three people and began yelling at them to show themselves. That's when he began firing straight across the street at the Suburban parked facing his way.. Next day when I went to bathroom I acted to fall and started to cry loudly so that my mom can hear it as soon as my mom heard it she rushed towards the bathroom and knocked on the door of bathroom and asked what happen? I replied that I sleep and it has hurt me deeply. My mom asked me to come out. To make act real I took some time to open door and was crying as if it was paining a lot only in my underwear and putting my hand on my dick. My mom asked where it has hurt. I acted little shy then. Suddenly she had the sensation of being filled. She could feel something stretching open and entering her pussy, going slowly in until it seemed it was touching her cervix. Never in her life had she ever felt as filled as she was feeling at theis moment. Fear ran through her mind as she realized that although there was nobody here something was about to fuck her. But before the fear could overtake her she felt whatever was in her start to move. She was 55 years old and had been fucked many.