My hair’s just a tuft. I think about theirs. One I can see; the other, just imagine. Am I a lesbian?I’d never let some asshole take my picture. I�...��ll let a guy see me naked someday, though. Maybe RolandKenny looks at the pictures after supper. I hang out by the door and hear the chair go squeak-squeak. He masturbates to them, same as me, different, but the same.Does he wake up in the middle of the night and think of the pictures? Maybe the two of us come at the same time, just a room apart.. I lit my candles. Drawing a magic circle. Stripping down andpurifying myself, I performed the chants and incantations necessary tounseal the doll, to make it malleable so I could reshape his flesh. Then,with a quick spell that would ensure he was sleeping, I picked up an X-acto knife and held the glittering blade just centimeters from the smallpenis on the doll, dangling ridiculously beneath his swollen belly. Idrew circles in the air around his penis, and let the knife hang there,enjoying the. I got and walked to my dad’s room. I reached near to my dad, that time he was squeezing his penis. I woke him up.He suddenly took of his hand said sorry said its ok no problem am your daughter only know i can understand your feelings and I told am afraid of this thunder and lightning. He told me to sleep on his bed and he slept off near to me and we started talking dad- abi, sorry year me-its k papa i can understand your feelings by telling I hugged him and kissed on his cheeks and I place my. In the shower, we kissed and washed each other. I lifted Connie by her hips and had her bouncing up and down on my hard dick at a rapid pace. I love her pretty smile and the way she moaned and groaned. When she climaxed, she had the strangest look on her face. It looked as if she had her first intense orgasm. I carried her to the bedroom and lay her on the bed. As I happily tongued down her belly button and pussy, she moaned as if her pussy never received this kind of attention. While Connie.