Au?erdem war ich vonNatur aus blond - echt, nicht gef?rbt. Dazu lebte ich auf dem Land, wodie moralischen Anspr?che der Eltern meine Erziehung pr?gten... Oh, meinName war Yvonne. Ich meinte immer: w?re ich als M?dchen geboren worden,hie?e ich Yvonne.Die Leute waren von Yvonne f?rmlich gefesselt. Als sie f?hlte ich michviel zufriedener. Ich hatte Dutzende von Freunden, bevor es mir bekanntwar. Schnell war die Liste verdoppelt, dann verdreifacht - und irgendwannkonnte ich keinen Chatraum mehr. And each day she felt stronger urgings to touch and kiss the cockshaft and the big round cockhead. She licked her lips again, peeking through the keyhole.A wild thought occurred to her. Her heart beat faster. She looked up and down the hall. Her mother was not awake. She made her decision and opened the bathroom door, her pussy tingling.She neared the door slowly, staring at her father's wonderful cock. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in her life. Her father's big balls hung. ...''''mike pass me the joint simon need some relaxing ''Iza smoking , playing with Mike legs making the toy kiss him reaching to his crotch and Mike let it happen , his bbc hard and feeling her make the toy touch his sweat pants bulge''here take the spliff simon need some help ''''you want to see his nice big black cock Simon? wanna kiss his hot cock for me?''Iza sliding Mike sweat pant down , his bbc flapping out , Iza putting the toy all around to imittate little kisses''oh you cute boy. “Mmm, is he ever!” She cooed, raising her legs higher.Kevin’s arm brushed mine and with another touch, and I looked to see him savouring my Donna’s pussy. A moment later, she too moaned her approval.Susan’s breaths were short and sharp. I could see her chest rising and falling as I tasted her delicious juices. I had to control my enthusiasm wanted to devour her so much. As my tongue flickered over her moist flesh, my hand kneaded her small, firm tits, her nipples, pointed hard.I began to kiss.