When I was sixteen my girlfriend invited me to meet her parents over a homecooked dinner at her house. Beginning that evening and continuing over the next eight months, her father sexually abused me at every opportunity. This short episode describes that first encounter with Mr. Walters.
young men were only wearing shorts, their hard bodies glistening in the sun! She was especially fixated on two young black boys- their muscled bodies and six pack abs started making her pussy wet!
PARIS 1 - I shouldn't have gone for the cheap flight. 2 - I shouldn't have bought the duty-free perfume and cognac. 3. - I should have been more careful with my handbag. 4 - I shouldn't have insulted the customs official 5 - I shouldn't have trusted that taxi-driver.
A The Badsammie Chronicles Story (19) Another old story, about the time I was reduced to just an object, a thing, a cunt. Used, abused, detached, lost in myself for a wonderful day.
I'm not one of "those" girls who's into kinky things. Bondage, pain, anal sex, role playing, group sex, bestiality, and so forth aren't for me. Give me good ol' one-on-one sex where I'm treated like a princess. Ok, so this past summer I did experiment with the sex party scene. It's OK to try something different now and then for fun, right? For the most part I'm fairly conservative when it comes to the types of sex I engage in - except for one memorable time back when I was fifteen...