I was six or seven. I saw a tree that was dark and heavy, odd-looking. I kept staring at it. Suddenly the tree, not fifty feet away, burst into a hund...red thousand birds that leaped, as if they were one entity, into the desert sky. It was so immediate and stunning that I didn't know what to do except to cry. That's how my love for Ida was at that moment. Scholarship or sex. I was still a s*******n-year-old girl. I would have gone any direction in which she pointed me.Ida was not about to let me. “Nice dog, by the way.” She smiled. “What’s he called?”“Bonzo!” I grinned back as I patted the dog on the head leaning down to talk to her. I’ve had him since he was a pup.”“He’s lovely!” She grinned stretching a hand out to him to sniff. “Listen!” I am sorry for the ball and for him getting sand on you! Can I buy you a drink or an ice cream or something to make up for it?”“No I’m fine!” She giggled. “It’s nice to see you and get to know you!”“Oh yes, it is!” I readily agreed as I. I knew that now the demand for my sperm would rise and that my life with my Mistresses was secure. In my newfound state of sperm production, I felt confident that I could handle almost any demand placed on my balls by these sperm-hungry women."Well, little spermer, when did you get to impregnate Grace?" My aunt was massaging my balls and in so doing was caressing Sharji's sensitive outer lips, which had the dusky girl gasping."It was during the last night," I said. "Mary felt that she had. Finally the cramps in his stomach started to fade away, letting Brian finally start to relax. Scratching at his still slightly tender chest as he was drifting off to sleep, Brian absently noticed that it felt somewhat swollen. In the morning, Brian stared at himself in the mirror in horror, gasping out in confusion and shock. His hair had turned all blonde overnight, and his chest was really puffy. When he scratched at it, it felt almost like it was jello or something. Fortunately it.