Thori dair baad wo apnay hosh ma ai to maine dakha k maine apnay right hath ko us ki kamar k gird lipta kar us k left mummay ko dabocha hoa hai. maine...feel kia k us ka mumma bohat hi soft aur chota sa hai jaisa k larkion k is umar ma hotay hain. us k hawas bahaal ho chukay thay or wo meray hath ko dakh rai the maine us ka mumma chor dia or us ki taraf dakha to wo sharmatay hoay muskra rahi thi. mera dil chaha k phir se us ka mumma pakar k dabaon aur infact agar main aisa karta to mujhay yaqeen. "Oooo, shit!" She began to shake. The inside of her virgin cunt began to pulse and ooze, creaming her cotton panties. "Lick me, Gypsy. Lick my fucking titties."Gypsy obliged his young turned-on mistress. Rubbery lips, wet with pony-spit, slobbered each pulpy tit as the child offered them up to his hungry mouth. He worked his mouth over her nipples, making the pointed tips hard as tiny bullets. Her whimpering sighs were arousing him, making his nuts ache."Gypsy," Pam cried. "Oooooo, your mouth!". Stella was called into the office. Right Ms Brown you know what to do. Stella a little shocked to find she was going to be caned in front of this younger girl. Did as she was told anyway. Bent over the Desk allowed the mother superior to lift her kilt and tuck it neatly into her waist band. Then said nothing as her bloomers were pulled down exposing her bare bottom. Which the other much younger girl could see was already covered in fading red lines with some light bruising. As the Mother. . I don't know about that stuff. About the only numbers I look at are the number of favorites lists that I'm on, just because that's right at the top and it's hard to miss, and the number of libraries a given story is in.Downloads don't tell me anything. I could have fifty thousand downloads, but I don't know how many of those are people who actually finished the story or just popped in for a quick skim, a midnight jerk, or just to cheer me with a ten or spank me with a one ... I mean, how many.