I started talking about Pramud and I told him, how much I still missed him, how much I loved him but will not marry him after a lot of chatting, aroun...d 10 pm, he left for his home. I was feeling dizzy because of the wine.I started some music on my laptop and started reading some of the mails that Pramud and I used to send each other. We used to really talk dirty about sex on mails whenever we were apart and the very obvious happened. I started becoming horny and I started feeling my pussy from. I wanted to fuck my mother.I rose. “Mom!” I panted, the tip of my girl-dick prodding at her cunt. “I need to be in you again!”“Yes, yes, yes,” moaned Mom, her face buried between Keily's thighs, her head trapped by my little sister's legs.“Fuck her!” moaned Keily, squirming, her fingers dug into Mom's brown hair. Her little titties jiggled as she humped against Mom's licking mouth, another orgasm building on my little sister's face. “Just like you fucked me! She'll love your cock as much as I. My eyes tear up and I get a lump in mythroat when he puts on pantsbecause I can't stand to have it covered up.When he comes home from? selling drugs or playing basketball,he willsometimes throw his dirtyunderwear or jock strap? to me, and I getto suckon it and smell where his prickand balls have been all day.????????????????????????????? It still hurtswhen he fucks me because hiscock is so big and he is sorough. It hurts even more when he fucks my ass.?I just turnedfifteen last week, and a few. At this stage I was more scared than excited, already questioning my judgement, almost wishing I’d not been so stupid as to open my life up to a complete stranger, giving Him the power to control and ultimately destroy me. But it was too late for second thoughts, and as I took His coffee upstairs and walked towards the table I could seem Him looking at my phone and then writing things down in a small notebook. I placed the coffee in front of Him, sat down and watched for a few minutes while He.