So from that point on I began to fantasize about my upcoming adventures.Dad and I finished chores that evening as usual and we all sat around watching...television to about 10 o’clock before we retired. The time dragged and I remember thinking, ‘Is it 10 o’clock yet?’ My sister Marion was staying over at one of her friends, so while I had a quiet time without her incessant trouble making and non stop verbal diarrhoea, I couldn’t even amuse myself and have a glorious wank peeping in her bedroom. Holding my breath as his fingers finally touch me. My pussy aching to be filled up. Knowing he will drag it out as long as he wants. His fingers caressing my clit, not pressing how I like. I moan in disappointment.He whispers in my ear, "take them, off baby girl."His breath tickles my ear, making me giggle. I slowly pull my pants off just how he likes. Wiggling my ass as my pants go down my legs. He gets behind me; his hand smacks my bare ass. I get my pants off, finally naked in front of. That’s what about half of what punk rock is about. Although it seems that with this latest album, the Plasmatics are going more metal than punk.”“Well, if you say so. Although to be honest, it still sounds more like noise than music to me. How can you play that stuff?”“Dude, I almost never play punk. We do a few songs, yeah. And a few of our covers are punk inspired. But we really are a metal band. Punk is just too dark for my taste to be honest. And I don’t like how my vocal cords feel after I. I tuned in to an adult channel that featured that crappy "cable porn" that just shows naked bodies, no pussy, cock, penetration or anything else that's XXX but it's all I had. I covered myself with a blanket and while wearing only my underwear, started rubbing my cock through the cotton. I was starting to get hard again when, don't you know it, my mom comes down and sits right next to me on the sofa! I figured I just couldn't catch a break trying to jerk off tonight so I pulled my hand out from.