I was only moments from coming yet again. My mind crashed as the wave of ecstasy washed over me. I felt my father's movements between my legs, then fe...t his cock entering me.I felt waves of passion washing over me as if a demanding wave washing upon a yielding shore. I could feel him entering me, forcing my virgin hole even wider. I felt so full that I didn't think he was going to be able to get it all the way in. He was entering slowly and I wanted him all the way deep inside me. I lifted my. ”“Of course it’s a problem!” This was still Jaz after all. “If I’m lez it instantly rules out half the world. And only ten percent of girls are gay at the most, so that’s another ninety percent!” She’d lifted her head to look accusingly at me.“There must be, I don’t know, lesbian dating sites?” I suggested.“Huh,” she scoffed, “can you even imagine how risky those’d be? And are you saying you’d actually let me go on one?”“Oh no,” I backtracked, “not at your age. I was just thinking of the. She was the most beautiful girl with long hair till her ass ,she always oils her hair in her balcony every morning and I wake up early to she her only and everybody thinks that I want to study .One night on Thursday , it was the day when my entire life changed because that was the day I saw that angel with long hair .She was so beautiful that any man would fall for her . She had a very long black hair and she was about 5 foot 6 inch tall and white in colour .I instantly became mad for her. From. You were so happy for a couple weeks it was almost sickening, and then you got all mopey for a month." Mom!" I exclaimed."I don't blame you--she is a pretty girl. Maybe a little stuck-up if you ask me. And speaking of asking, how come we haven't heard anything about this party before?"I watched my sister freeze. She managed to gather up all her stuff while still looking cornered. "You can call Mrs. Anderson and ask if you don't believe me." I believe the proper thing would be for Mrs. Anderson.