"I'll give you some ointment. Keep the tube with you, and reapply it each time. The last thing you want is that getting infected." Thanks. Now for the...important stuff. What food did you save me?" Everyone laughed, and produced the cartons and a spoon. Looking over the wreckage, she sniffed one carton in particular. With a smile, she dipped the spoon in and took a taste. "Oooh, yes. The good stuff," she said, through pleasantly burning lips. Cradling her treasure, she looked around. "Are we. After everybody dresses on Monday morning, the studs say goodbye and file out. Francisco is the last to leave. He holds me back to talk. “So, we’re the last to leave, huh?” I nod yes. With that, he slams the door shut and locks it, tears off my clothes, then drives me down on the bed. He holds me down, eating my pussy.Eventually, he gets on top of me, pinning me down, and plunges his enormous, hard cock all the way inside me. I gasp. He wiggles his hips to really push that fat, swollen head. Like most girls then she didn't date without another couple and she could only go out on Saturdays. But Carla had a secret and this is her story.I remember having sex with my dog early on. Mostly him licking me and I gave him hand jobs. I finally got enough nerve to suck him and that became our regular sex life after school. My parents worked at my Dad's Pharmacy and usually didn't get home until after ten o'clock. So Red and I usually had all the time in the world. I remember coming home and. ?Tienes que afeitarte todas las ma?anas todas las partes que ayertratamos, y repasarte las cejas! Desde ahora y para el resto de tus d?as?a?adi?, con rostro serio y alzando las cejas?. ?Y tiene suerte de sertan poco peluda!No me hac?a ni pizca de gracia. Calculaba que eso me iba a llevar almenos diez minutos, que sumados a otros tantos de la ducha ya duplicabanel tiempo que me dedicaba a m? mismo cuando era var?n.?Ser bella conlleva sacrificios ?me explic?, como si leyera mipensamiento?. Y no.