Suddenly a shiver of pleasure raced up her body. Something had softly brushed her pubic hair, but not actually touched it. And again, ever so softly... a tremor of sexual energy traced up her body. As his fingers brushed the soft pubic hair again he watched her reaction. The look of pleasure spreading over her lovely face was breathtaking. Again and again he traced his fingers over her pubic hair, careful not to touch pussy directly. Her breasts continued to rise and fall, a little faster. In small strokes i inserted my whole dick in her love hole…and began stroking her slowly with increasing thrusts. With every thrust she would give a ouch and uffffff kind of noise. We went on like this for almost ten to fifteen minutes. I now carried her and brought her to her bedroom…a clean spick n span room with dim lights and a nice big bouncy matress on the bed. She lied and i was on top of her. I started going deep in her and thrusting myself into her hard. Now she was begining to give a. ......Kirsten, you wrote this isautobiographical. Is all of this true? Mostly true? Kinda true? Jois something else. There definitely are awesome girls like Jo outthere but she is as good as it gets." Jo had a little giggle."Thanks, Lauren. Now, before you start your story, let's clear thatup. I've looked into that website a little and it says true storiescan have elements of fiction, so what do you have to say to Lauren?" Please, look.......Will you just let me write the story. Everysecond. ”“Fair enough,” I said. “I get that.”Bonnie took the bag to her room and then she came back and went back to her game and her friends.After lunch, Bonnie and I hooked up the Playstation and we sat on the floor in the living room and played the Wallace and Gromit game together. Dad was sprawled over a couch behind us pretending to read a book but mostly laughing at us. Estelle was hiding in her room using the sewing machine.Maybe an hour later a movement behind me made Bonnie look up. She.