!!My Name is —-(call me what you like )(Mail for suggestions – ). I think the only things what a reader has to know about me is I’m a guy, 22...years, brown complexion, lean & funny (is what others say about me).Well.. I was thinking about submitting a story from very long time but was waiting for a real incident to happen to me rather than putting a fantasy here & getting fame, likes & suggestions . So in the last now you know that I am writing this story & I wouldn’t brag about whether the. I mean, donating spermis a big deal. Legal responsibilities and all that. - – That ‘s just legal crap a good lawyer can resolve. Ashleylooked me straight in the eyes and patted my ass. – I wanna know, Dave.What is your style? Missionary? Doggie? All of the above? - – All of the above, I replied. – With the right woman, of course.- – How about me? Ashley asked. – I ‘m not kidding. My clock isticking fast, and I really need to get pregnant. How is it possible that I am the Princess?" How has your life changed since the day you were told about yourcousin?" asked Monica."Our lives are almost the same with one exception.? I told her."The Princess is buying you a car?" asked one the spectators."No she isn't. If we want a car, we are going to buy it ourselves. Whatshe will pay for is our college educations. Both of us have to maintainour grade point average though.? I replied.Monica then turned to the gathered crowd and said. "No more. "Yes, Father, you are a disgusting, weak man! But your cock feels so good, so hard, and I want to taste you! Drink your cum! Give you a reward for you're your unpriestly behavior!"She was right! I am a disgusting man, but I cannot seem to help myself. She brought out the weakness in me. I know she wanted me to ejaculate in her, on her, to degrade myself before her. Before God! And I wanted only to obey, to please her. And myself!It is then, that I noticed her hands. One deep in her pussy, the.