Anfang 2000 begann ich TG-Geschichten fuer's Internet zu schreiben. Und obwohl waehrend meiner Schulzeit mein schlechtestes Fach Deutsch war, komme ic... mit meinen Texten BEI EINEM TEIL der Internetuser aeusserst gut an. (Dafuer gibt es eine andere Lesergruppe, die verurteilt meinen Schreibstil zutiefst. Dennoch scheint sie meine Beitraege, Texte und Geschichten zu lesen. ;-))Nun folgt von meiner Seite ein neuer Ansatz, ein paar Gedanken in der Richtung "Geschichte" schriftlich festzuhalten.. There I saw Stanley holding Jackson’s reins, almost looking a little sheepish and red-faced …. I wonder???Shaking the thought off, grabbing the reins and cooed into Jackson’s ear what a good boy he is. Out of my pocket, I took out part of an apple and fed it to Jackson as he muzzled his mouth into my boob. I grinned and scratched his ear. Then stepping on the bench and getting into the saddle. Checked that my saddlebags were cinched on and moved Jackson out of the stables down along the corrals. You brought it on yourself, Tiffani." She felt hishand on her back as he pushed hard on the bottle,and her anus slowly stretched until the widest partof the bottle was inside her. The burning andcramping was like nothing she had experienced. Itfelt as if she had to shit, but she couldn't. Chuckling, F.B. added, "That's a treatment for thecondition known as tight ass. And this corrects forwiggling hips and shaking ass." A searing blow,from a cane or fish pole or something, cuthorizontally. After the sandwich, Tina had Cindy peel a banana."Kneel up," said Tina.Cindy knelt on the bed and, at Tina's insistence, opened her legs wide. She watched as Tina took two fingers and scooped some of Cindy's copious juices off her cunt, then wiped them on the banana. She moaned as Tina slid it in her mouth."Mmm, pussy-flavored banana. Great stuff," she said, savoring Cindy's salty, tangy flavor with the sweetness of the fruit.Once she finished the food, she smiled and said, "Don't I recall you.