I stuttered past the fear in my throat, "Master?" I couldn't feel him or hear him and the room felt dark and closed in. They pressed into my ears and I felt ashamed, and frightened yet aroused
. .
. She's a cute 14 year-old. I sneak in and see her straddling a bench finger banging herself like I ask her to
I spend a couple minutes licking her cunt and then eat a couple of bites from my sack lunch.
Ever. Something significantly I wanted to say, but words couldn’t leave my mouth
. They need more (money, my guess)
I stuttered past the fear in my throat, "Master?" I couldn't feel him or hear him and the room felt dark and closed in. They pressed into my ears and I felt ashamed, and frightened yet aroused
. .
. She's a cute 14 year-old. I sneak in and see her straddling a bench finger banging herself like I ask her to
I spend a couple minutes licking her cunt and then eat a couple of bites from my sack lunch.
Ever. Something significantly I wanted to say, but words couldn’t leave my mouth
. They need more (money, my guess)
I stuttered past the fear in my throat, "Master?" I couldn't feel him or hear him and the room felt dark and closed in. They pressed into my ears and I felt ashamed, and frightened yet aroused
. .
. She's a cute 14 year-old. I sneak in and see her straddling a bench finger banging herself like I ask her to
I spend a couple minutes licking her cunt and then eat a couple of bites from my sack lunch.
Ever. Something significantly I wanted to say, but words couldn’t leave my mouth
. They need more (money, my guess)
Rebecca Brooke & Others - The Image (1975)