Still hungry? He asked. She nodded, looking slightly sick. Heres a snack. He said, pulling out a spoon and feeding her his cum. She gagged, obviously ...isgusted and angry, but he made her swallow every drop. She cringed at the gooey texture going down her throat. Swallow it all, you little slut. He mocked cruelly, amused by her revulsion. Soon she finished, and as promised he gave her and her dad something to eat…he didnt want his little family dying off yet. She barely ate. The reality of the. Toh mai kahani pr aati hu , 3 saal se hum ek dusre ko jante the , sirf aankhe milate the usse zyada kuch nahi pr pata nahi kyu mjhe usse dekh kar hawas ki bhukh lagne lagti thi . Jab bhi mai usse dekhti thi , mjhe bs apni chut mai ungli karne ka dil karta tha …. Aur mann hi mann mai apni fantasy soch ti thi …. Pr 9 dec ko meri behen ki shadi thi , aur mjhe pata tha ki voh bhi aane vala hai islye mai ek dum patakha jese taiyar hui , maine red saree pehni jisme backless sleeves the aur meri nabi. They also used something to keep her pussy and ass from getting raw.When the next boy came in, he had his shirt pulled up behind his head, poked his dick around until he found her pussy, pumped a few times, and popped his cork.As they cleaned her up again, I used the place in my head to see that she was indeed at peak fertility today, but my sperm fertilized the one egg she had released. I waited until all the boys, including companions to girls from my class, got to fuck Kumquat’s pussy, and. If she had some other topic on her mind, she would discuss that with the mirror, so her comments and questions were wide ranging - as were the responses she heard the mirror place in her mind.Even at her young age, Jennifer did not really believe the mirror was alive or that it actually answered her questions. She realized that she must be creating the answers herself, but this didn’t reduce the satisfaction she received from these discussions. Her parents sometimes overheard her holding.