.fuckkkk…me hard darling….aaahhh jiju my darling……aise hi chodte raho mujhe…aahhhh……mmmmhmhm……ohhhhh ab jiju ruk gaye aur mujhe dogg... style me hone ko kaha mai ot table ke pas khadi hokar table ke upar jhuk gayee…jiju ne apna lund peeche se lagaya to mujhe alag hi ahsas hua…..mai uttejit ho gayeee….ab jiju khade hokar peeche se mere kamar ko pakad kar jor jor se dhakke lagane lage..ghap chap ki awaz aa rahi thiunka lund bilkul ander tak jar aha tha…mai to Jannat ki sair kar rahi. Bailee went to her room as well and stayed there, not wanting to do any more damage. They stayed away from each other for several hours, both trying to process what had happened and what to do about it. Dinnertime came and Bailee decided to fix something for herself and not even bother her mother. She fixed a bowl of soup and a sandwich and chips for herself and then the same thing for her mother, thinking maybe she can try to make amends, at least a little. "Mom, I made you something to. She also told me that Blake had talked to her about the same thing, that he was beginning to have boy-girl feelings around me that confused him and my mom told him the same thing, there's nothing wrong with it. She even told him that she hoped that one day the two of us would marry and join our families together.When I turned thirteen, my hormones were in full swing, I had discovered masturbation, my knowledge aided by a lot of girl-talk at school, and I was doing myself two or three times a. "Funny, how I can't remember anything else about Joe ... was he blond? What did he do for a living? Just that cock is burned into my mind. All those others? They all just blend together. Did I really give everything up for something I can't even remember?" she pondered.Those parties and events.The trips and cruises.So many to keep track of.Arm candy for those men."Why can't I remember them as clearly as the car trip to the Grand Canyon with my husband and children? I traveled in private jets.