I Want *** All Over My Lips
***-bucket.
Li'l Miss suck it.
See how she tuck it
up tight in the back.
butt-pucker flower-fox perfect prissing penis-princess ****-puppy strumpet supreme honey cream dream splattering stream Insouciantly lap lap lapping the lapping the lapping the...
I like unwrapping the package...
and savoring the ensuing wreckage
and slithering thru the wet taffy.
I was probably about 6 years old when the urge first overtook me.
Thank Goddess that those ******* didn't overlook me.
My first pretty hurdle...
My mother's sexy girdle.
Tight and gripping.
Suck in breath to manage zipping.
Somewhere inside... I felt something slipping...
Once, when I was 11 years old, my sister and two of her friends, Carol and Debra, dressed me up like a girl and did my makeup and stuff....and it really made me confused about how to act...because I was torn between the shame and the sizzle.
When I was 11 my 20 year old sister came in unexpectedly and caught me all dressed up...
Startled, she stopped short, staring.
I could see the dawning light behind her eyes as she took me in.
Suddenly she smiled, sorta smirking.
"Is that my slip?" still smirking. "I wondered what ever happened to that."
I stood there, blushing furiously and trying to cover my self but it was too late. The jig was up, so to speak.
I felt dizzy and embarrassed and frightened beyond belief. She just looked at me with widened eyes, smiling mysteriously.
"Look at you! Wow! That slip looks so much better on you.
Flash Forward...
I'm a skinny pale little weakling of a 13 year old boy.
My mother and sister always teased me about my feminine legs
I secretly knew that I was rather pretty.
Years of secret practice had paid off: I was becoming quite adept at powder and eyeliner and mascara and lipstick and stuff.
I flung myself into the abyss
knee-deep in buttery lavender bliss
Once I discovered how it worked with men...how a man gets with a "girl" like me...how it works....where things go, you know...once I got a taste of stick... of ****....I was immediately addicted (ah-dicked-ted)_.... i needed me some candy-pole to lick morning noon and night
Li'l Miss suck it.
See how she tuck it
up tight in the back.
butt-pucker flower-fox perfect prissing penis-princess ****-puppy strumpet supreme honey cream dream splattering stream Insouciantly lap lap lapping the lapping the lapping the...
I like unwrapping the package...
and savoring the ensuing wreckage
and slithering thru the wet taffy.
I was probably about 6 years old when the urge first overtook me.
Thank Goddess that those ******* didn't overlook me.
My first pretty hurdle...
My mother's sexy girdle.
Tight and gripping.
Suck in breath to manage zipping.
Somewhere inside... I felt something slipping...
Once, when I was 11 years old, my sister and two of her friends, Carol and Debra, dressed me up like a girl and did my makeup and stuff....and it really made me confused about how to act...because I was torn between the shame and the sizzle.
When I was 11 my 20 year old sister came in unexpectedly and caught me all dressed up...
Startled, she stopped short, staring.
I could see the dawning light behind her eyes as she took me in.
Suddenly she smiled, sorta smirking.
"Is that my slip?" still smirking. "I wondered what ever happened to that."
I stood there, blushing furiously and trying to cover my self but it was too late. The jig was up, so to speak.
I felt dizzy and embarrassed and frightened beyond belief. She just looked at me with widened eyes, smiling mysteriously.
"Look at you! Wow! That slip looks so much better on you.
Flash Forward...
I'm a skinny pale little weakling of a 13 year old boy.
My mother and sister always teased me about my feminine legs
I secretly knew that I was rather pretty.
Years of secret practice had paid off: I was becoming quite adept at powder and eyeliner and mascara and lipstick and stuff.
I flung myself into the abyss
knee-deep in buttery lavender bliss
Once I discovered how it worked with men...how a man gets with a "girl" like me...how it works....where things go, you know...once I got a taste of stick... of ****....I was immediately addicted (ah-dicked-ted)_.... i needed me some candy-pole to lick morning noon and night
By:
KaraSyrup
Age:
36-40
