Pippa’s forceful caresses sent my petite frame spiralling as pulses of sensation spasmed along my quivering pussy walls, as my body writhed atop her...beautiful fingers, as my tiny breasts and thick stiff nipples heaved violently beneath my tears dampened blouse, as my stomach clenched and my thighs began to shake uncontrollably, as the tension trapped inside my wonderfully filled sex thrummed desperate to be released across my entire body. My eyes snapped open and, suddenly sighted once more,. Sie fühlte sich tatsächlich wie eine Hure. Fickfleisch, das man beliebig benutzen konnte. Ihr Stiefvater, ihr Stiefbruder, der Postbote, wer auch immer. Thomas und Marc hatten sie geschwängert, das war ihr wichtig gewesen. Nachdem der erste Enthusiasmus mit Thomas verflogen war, hatte sie schon befürchtet, nur noch mit ihm ficken zu können. Wenigstens hatte er sie auch seinem Sohn zur Verfügung gestellt. So gab es wenigstens ein kleines bisschen Abwechslung. Aber auf Dauer auf alle anderen. In my mother's severe case it meant half a decade of watching a once proud woman waste into an early grave. Her illness forced me into the caregiver role and engendered in me a strong sense of duty. Despite our differences, I loved her dearly. I devoted myself entirely to her and, as was her staunch desire, to the Church. Even when she grew too ill to attend I still went. It was both out of support for her and my own need for comfort that I became a model disciple following the commandments. She was the first girl I fucked doggy style. She was the first girl I ever went down on. She eventually was the first girl I ever fucked in the ass. She was also the first girl to ever give me a blow job. Since I didn’t know the difference, I thought she was pretty good at it. Unfortunately, she REFUSED to swallow, or even let me cum in her mouth for that matter, and that was our undoing. Right about the same time that Jamie and I started dating, I started talking to this girl Amy. I.