The reason for this prelude is to finally stabilize the stories I've written about my life, both fiction and non fiction, and to somewhat create a tim...line of the events in my life. I have had many people tell me that I am a great writer for my age. I don't think I'm a great writer, I think I'm just a young girl who has so much in her head and have seen things and sometimes experienced things most girls my age have never seen. It's very tough being the middle c***d, and it's even more tough. His stamina was incredible and it only made her more lustful. Suddenly she felt the vagabond jerk just as her entire body became glowing hot and she came for the fifth time that morning, harder than she ever thought possible. Clutching the vagabond’s hair, she threw her head back and nearly shrieked, listening to the mingled echoes of their lust rampage up and down the cavern. They collapsed once again on the floor, panting. Their sweating bodies were streaked with dirt from the cavern floor. 'So anyway, yeah, she got that right. I planted my fist right into her pussy. Fuck did she fold. Fuck did she ever stagger and collapse and it was nothing to grab her to hoist her onto the bed.' 'You raped her. You raped her? Kitty you didn't tell me he raped you.' 'No, Mom, no, because he didn't. I wish he had instead.' 'Yeah, fucking right she wishes that. So I did follow her onto the bed, bounced onto the mattress already to tear her clothes off and the cunt hadn't learned. Not a fucking. Unfortunately, all good things must come to a climax, and I felt my own balls churning up a massive load of baby-making sperm ready to be released into the deep recesses of Lynn’s awaiting womb. She could tell by my face that I was ready to unload. She wrapped her legs tightly around my ass and forced my wet prick far inside where the long-awaiting moment of impregnating my best friend’s sister, my former girlfriend, and first love. I grunted and kissed her mouth, neck, and nipples as I.