I am nineteen. And yet to fuck a girl. Yea, you can begin screaming ‘WTF!’ all you want. Well, that wouldn’t change a thing. Or would it? Let’... get back to the real story now again, shall we? Fine.So…I started seeing porn at the age of thirteen. I was in High school then and always asked my friends for their dirty magazines. I loved women (…and still do of course. Wonder how I shouldn’t when I ain’t gay) and was always attracted to more matured ones (MILFs mostly).Even though I craved to fu-Ck. Very much so." Well, now you are going to make HIM know that it is my pussy. You are going to fuck him so hard, so that he has no choice but to accept that it is my pussy. Understand, little girl?" I never thought about it like that, Sir. I do however see how it should be so. Yes, I understand, Sir." He is a bit insecure at times, pet. So you may have to remind him quite a few times as the days and weeks go by."I could tell that by now, she had caught on to the humor of it. But, she really. ... the plan of attack."GET UP! THEY'RE COMING!" she yelled at her husband as she went to her child.Anna quickly dressed little Faine. The child's name was old English for 'joyful'. Faine was anything but joyful at being dragged out of bed in the middle of the night, though. The child was at once unhappy, fearful, and excited."Is this a game like before Mommy?" No, Honey, this is for real. Mommy needs you to do exactly as I tell you. Ok?" Yes, Mommy" said the trembling wide-eyed child.The three. In fact nothing made sense. Who was this girl and how come she appeared in my dreams and in my physical life so permanently?‘Actually, no, I can’t really say I did. I had a strange dream, a wet dream if youlike. By the way, what are you doing here?’‘Oh yes, I do like. I love people who have wet dreams. Did you cum in the sheets?’she hadn’t answered my question. She was ignoring it completely.‘I don’t really know, I didn’t check.’ I answered bluntly as I took the coffee anddrank it. ‘I repeat my.