She didn’t seem to mind me still pushing into her, so I started thrusting harder and as I felt my orgasm approaching, I felt her respond by thrustin... back onto me. I couldn’t hold on, and came really hard. I could feel that Trixie was close again, so I didn’t withdraw at all – just pressed hard and jerked away under her as my orgasm subsided. Then to give her a little more help I reached one hand around behind her, scooped up some of the juices and massaged her anus with them. This had the. In the morning I woke up with a yawn as I stretched my arms and legs before sitting up in my bed. I blushed turning red in the face, feeling ashamed of myself when I pulled my bed sheets aside, only to find out that I had wet myself a little too much this time, and it was only the first night I spent at my Aunnts house. There were two large wet spots going down either pant leg and it appeared that I had soaked right through my useless training diaper. I raised myself off the bed as I studied. ” He whispered into my ear.” Dosent he know that other men are dying to take his place on your bed? That someone as beautiful as you needs to be constantly satisfied else she will find others to fulfill her?” By now my pussy had become wet again. Both his hands were under my shirt, squeezing & pulling. My nipples were like little marbles, growing under his hands. His fingers & rough words were making me hot and horny. My eyes closed & i let out a little moan.Raju (his name was Raju) covered my. She had hundreds of erotic stories on her tablet, which had been stolen five months ago. Whoever stole it had edited some of the racier stories so they appeared to be diary entries. One day she was a popular cheerleader, who all the boys wanted to date and all the girls envied. Then the faux diaries got posted all over social media sites. Now she was an outcast. No parent would let their daughter be friends with her, never mind dating; although that didn’t stop some of the boys from trying to.