This is more or less our daily routine.This story is about the beginning of our wonderful new experiences. It was a beautiful summer day and as i drov... to her apartment, I saw her standing in the shade of a tree, wearing a translucent cream shirt and dark blue pair of pants. Her hair was pulled back into a bun,As i slowed down i was wondering how was she able to fit into those tight pants! She smiled as soon as she realized it was me and waved. As i got closer i could see her shirt was more on. You know. It was anaccident."The associates and the other staff in earshot laughed at his excusesbefore he walked slowly away, taking careful steps for fear of fallingagain. Clarence strolled into his office and put his head down on hisdesk as he thought about what had just happened.He felt a strange feeling of arousal wash over him. He began to rub hissilky clothing against his skin as he thought about his feminineembarrassments. 'I'm a bad girl,' he thought before he realized what hewas. Then my two men go to work on me good. My brother spits on my asshole, and rams his dick home, so hard it makes me grunt. He gets some cheers for that move, and he fucks me harder than anyone else would that night. “Fuck your little sister hard, buddy!” I hear someone shout. “Yeah! Fuck that little slut up the ass!” I someone else’s encouragement. The next thing I know, Jim grabs me by the pigtails, and spits in my face. I give him the same cross-eyed “fuck-me” look my mom gives, and. Day after day we write and I will admit with each day I feel more comfortable. The gap in age quickly is reduced until it no longer seems to be there. Still being careful for the stumbling blocks it was just a pleasure to be greeted with her genuine letters each evening. I never thought I could be so into a young lady. I really wanted to know her day and everything she felt. Yes, I had descriptions of her facial and body language, I wanted more. I wanted to feel her soft skin, and brush my.