" he said. He stood up and told her to come inside the teacher's louge and bought her upstairs. No teachers were in louge. He suddenly bought her to a... room. It had books, shelves, and a table filled with biology books. "What's this room, Mr. Knight?" Katie asked. Mr. Knight locked the door without Katie knowing and said, "It's our room." Before Katie could answer, Mr. Knight pushed her down and gave her a forceful kiss. His mouth forced her mouth to open and together they shared a french kiss.. Tommy watched as his young brother's skin went pale and he died. Tommy, crying, knew what he had to do. He reached up his young brother's dead asshole and pulled out a hand full of his brothers shit. "I love you brother!" Tommy screamed as he swallowed his dead brothers shit and died. THE END.Very good, right?This is a tale of a young boy named Brunie.There once was a 12 year old boy named Brunie. Brunie always considered himself mature for his age and always tried to act this way. He would. As David's fingers slid in, she clenched her legs together and let out a little scream. Julie's knees jerked upward and most of her slid off the couch. Her head and shoulders were resting on the floor while her butt was still on the couch. Julie had nearly broken David's arm. He rearranged it as she slid her legs up his body, one of them right under his chin, the other laying across his stomach. David ducked his head under Julie's nearest leg and moved his face toward the vee between her legs.. I use the side of my hand to rub her cunt. The side of my finger parts those slick swollen lips in a sawing motion. Cum flows everywhere. My hand, her thighs, the bedsheets. Those black satin sheets that cost so much money on-line. Everything is covered with tangy thick cum.“Oh Emily-Jane, your cunt is on fire,” I whisper.Emily-Jane just whimpers in response, although a distinct shudder shakes her body.“Emily-Jane does your cunt need relief?” I whisper.Forbidden to speak, she rocks her body,.