He then lit up a joint and asked me to come closer, he told me to suck the smoke in as he blew it out, we did this a couple of times before I felt lik... my legs had gone heavy and jelly like, and my head was fuzzy and off in dream land.He then picked me up and carried me into another room at the back of the house.There was what looked like a swing crossed with a rock climbing harness hanging from the ceiling, he lifted me, placed my arms, legs and body into the harness then picked up his joint. He said “listen, don’t do that again. you don’t want to piss me off. don’t fucking move, or I’ll use my knife, ok?” she didn’t respond he moved his knife from her neck, down her body. he once again, pulled her hips toward him. by then, he knew he had gotten through to her. She wasn’t going to fight again. that thought turned him on extremely his cock throbbed at the thought of being inside her he spread her legs more with his knees, and entered her very slowly, being sure not to hurt her any. . I used to enjoy them a lot and would always try to be near him. He used to be very free with everyone.One evening my mother and grand mother went to the temple, only uncle and I were at home. He was sitting in the front verandah and reading something. I stood next to him near the table. He told me that I have grown up into a lovely girl, your bums are big and so is your melons, they are ripe, when should we enjoy them. Saying this he ran his hands on my bums. I was enjoying them. As it was.
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