But no!.....not now!.....I need to check my emails......searching through my emails nothing to catch my attention and nor any chat messages left by yo........thinking to myself hope she is well........to a thought of my mind I grab my phone as I need to back all that’s on my blackberry due to a problem with it.....having to go for repairs..........and then the craving this desire, a hunger of going on to hamster and watching you over and over again.......the erg to touch my dick and wishing a. I think my dad recently told you a very fanciful story about what might have happened one night when I was in high school a couple of years ago. How do I know it was my dad who wrote that story? Because he left a draft of the story where I could see it, accidentally, I think, and because I know his pen name. Maybe he doesn't think I read this stuff online?The truth about Dad's storyAt the time of that story, I was 17 years old and a varsity cheerleader in my junior year at a small high school. . I tried to push him telling him that m tired and pls don\’t do it.. he didn\’t listened and just pushed me on the hotel floor and took of my panty ..he then asked me to be on my all fours.I said no but deep down I knew he won\’t stop and want to fuck me doggy .. I did just tht.. and he held my head by my hairs and just pushed his dick in.. this time he was not gentle and was every way a demanding husband . I was crying in pain and as he was coming he turned me over and emptied his juice. Instead, it was the knowledge of her loss and what it would mean to her father that tormented her. The unicorn had, in one stroke, rendered her impure, unclean, unfit to be a proper noble female of her society, and the pain of this unpleasant insight tore at her soul.While her mind had been occupied castigating itself, the physical pain had diminished to a dull throb that seemed to pulse in time with the unicorn's horn embedded within her body. It was a most curious sensation, one that drew her.
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