You know how to handle a slut. She would not be able to sit down for over a week without a painful reminder of this day
. “This is all you fault cunt.
Young. At the time I didn’t give it much thought, but what did Alyssa mean by ‘I’m an angel’? Was she joking? But then how could she read other people’s minds? Who was she really?
These questions racked my mind as I wandered the hallways of the school after classes had ended. “Well, I should get going now
”
Before I knew it, Alyssa was leading me through the hallway by the hand with a sly smile set on her face.
"
I reassured her that no-one was watching and this would remain just between us. She also wanted to know about boys and sex; none of the female carers would listen to her, saying,
"Don't worry, when the time comes, you'll know"!
I would sit her on my knees, her legs astride mine, and caress her soft flat tummy while explaining how her body worked and what boys wanted at her age
. She got wet very quickly, and soon starting gyrating her hips against my fingers
You know how to handle a slut. She would not be able to sit down for over a week without a painful reminder of this day
. “This is all you fault cunt.
Young. At the time I didn’t give it much thought, but what did Alyssa mean by ‘I’m an angel’? Was she joking? But then how could she read other people’s minds? Who was she really?
These questions racked my mind as I wandered the hallways of the school after classes had ended. “Well, I should get going now
”
Before I knew it, Alyssa was leading me through the hallway by the hand with a sly smile set on her face.
"
I reassured her that no-one was watching and this would remain just between us. She also wanted to know about boys and sex; none of the female carers would listen to her, saying,
"Don't worry, when the time comes, you'll know"!
I would sit her on my knees, her legs astride mine, and caress her soft flat tummy while explaining how her body worked and what boys wanted at her age
. She got wet very quickly, and soon starting gyrating her hips against my fingers
You know how to handle a slut. She would not be able to sit down for over a week without a painful reminder of this day
. “This is all you fault cunt.
Young. At the time I didn’t give it much thought, but what did Alyssa mean by ‘I’m an angel’? Was she joking? But then how could she read other people’s minds? Who was she really?
These questions racked my mind as I wandered the hallways of the school after classes had ended. “Well, I should get going now
”
Before I knew it, Alyssa was leading me through the hallway by the hand with a sly smile set on her face.
"
I reassured her that no-one was watching and this would remain just between us. She also wanted to know about boys and sex; none of the female carers would listen to her, saying,
"Don't worry, when the time comes, you'll know"!
I would sit her on my knees, her legs astride mine, and caress her soft flat tummy while explaining how her body worked and what boys wanted at her age
. She got wet very quickly, and soon starting gyrating her hips against my fingers
Lisa Ann