She dressed in theclothes she had in her bag, and then crept upstairs."Ah, the first of the zombies awakens," Mrs. Stoner said with a smile."She is Ra...hael, not a zombie," little Danni retorted as she ate herbreakfast. Which turned out to be an early lunch. It was past 11 a.m."Hungry?" Mrs. Stoner asked."I could use food," Rachael said. "But you don't need to make anything.The mix I used to make the pizza dough last night also makes greatpancakes. Let me whip up a batch of batter, and I'll feed. If I get enough positive feedback I'll write more and even further the adventures of this unfortunate soul as well... Okay, I guess to start this story out, I first have to make a confession. It’s hard to do as confessions tend to be, but it’s the truth. Here goes - I have a very small cock. How small you may ask? Well, before we get to actual measurements, I’m guessing many of you have heard of the Irish Curse… There are a couple of different definitions of the Irish. Fir unhone mujhe jo pehnayi thi dress woh bhi wapas le li. To main wapas apne kamre ki taraf aane lagi to maalkin ne mujhe rok liya. Aur mujhe wahi unke pass rehne ke liye bola. To main wahi ruk gayi. Fir tabhi waha maalik aa gaye. Unke sath 2 randiya aur 2 ladke the.Woh charo ekdum nange the. Ladko ke lund to the lekin unke aande nikaale hue the. Unka lund kaha bhi nahi jaa sakta tha. Woh to lulliya thi. Lekin woh the pure mard hi chawdi chhati, mazboot baahen aur lambi height wale.Mujhe. ‘Here,let me give her some Tommy’,he said and climbed on to the bed. Tommy was fucked so he didn’t argue the point.He just disingaged from her but before he climbed off the bed he gave her arse one more hard slap. ‘See how you like Bob’,he laughed. Bob took Tommy’s place and he was just as rough with her. His ten incher was rammed roughly up her cunt and he continude the punishment on her arse,only harder.The slaps actualy made me grimmace a bit,but she was clearly getting off on it. Tommy had.