Don’t ask me why, because to this day I don’t know, but I started two, one for them and the other for myself which was more truthful and I kept that one going until I turned eighteen so thankfully I have a good account to draw on for this and future posts
Anal. I would lay on my bed, naked, legs wide apart with a mirror propped up so that I could watch the transformation of the gristly pleasure button as it swelled to triple its normal size, laying back to let the strange but lovely sensations creep over my flesh as I worked it, sometimes giggling to myself when I produced a silky and slightly sticky lining to my little hole and the surrounding inner lip flesh. Turning sixteen did not bring much change and people thought I was only thirteen or so as I was virtually straight up and down in shape, a slight narrowing of my waist line but no hips to speak of and a small bum, my breasts were almost non existent and reminded me of a couple of fried eggs topped by slightly pink nipples and very small and just darker areola, I did not have any underarm or pubic hair and my mother kept assuring me my still rather girlish large and puffy vulva would flatten out over time
. . They were pouring gas on my car and on me
Don’t ask me why, because to this day I don’t know, but I started two, one for them and the other for myself which was more truthful and I kept that one going until I turned eighteen so thankfully I have a good account to draw on for this and future posts
Anal. I would lay on my bed, naked, legs wide apart with a mirror propped up so that I could watch the transformation of the gristly pleasure button as it swelled to triple its normal size, laying back to let the strange but lovely sensations creep over my flesh as I worked it, sometimes giggling to myself when I produced a silky and slightly sticky lining to my little hole and the surrounding inner lip flesh. Turning sixteen did not bring much change and people thought I was only thirteen or so as I was virtually straight up and down in shape, a slight narrowing of my waist line but no hips to speak of and a small bum, my breasts were almost non existent and reminded me of a couple of fried eggs topped by slightly pink nipples and very small and just darker areola, I did not have any underarm or pubic hair and my mother kept assuring me my still rather girlish large and puffy vulva would flatten out over time
. . They were pouring gas on my car and on me
Don’t ask me why, because to this day I don’t know, but I started two, one for them and the other for myself which was more truthful and I kept that one going until I turned eighteen so thankfully I have a good account to draw on for this and future posts
Anal. I would lay on my bed, naked, legs wide apart with a mirror propped up so that I could watch the transformation of the gristly pleasure button as it swelled to triple its normal size, laying back to let the strange but lovely sensations creep over my flesh as I worked it, sometimes giggling to myself when I produced a silky and slightly sticky lining to my little hole and the surrounding inner lip flesh. Turning sixteen did not bring much change and people thought I was only thirteen or so as I was virtually straight up and down in shape, a slight narrowing of my waist line but no hips to speak of and a small bum, my breasts were almost non existent and reminded me of a couple of fried eggs topped by slightly pink nipples and very small and just darker areola, I did not have any underarm or pubic hair and my mother kept assuring me my still rather girlish large and puffy vulva would flatten out over time
. . They were pouring gas on my car and on me
Willa Holland hot - Blood in the Water (2016)