I know you don’t remember a thing, right?” I smiled and said:
“Who are you?”
The guys all smiled and said things like…’hey then what happened?…and…did ya ever fuck her?…did ya get to feel those tits?, and on and on
Censored. Some of the guys asked, “step-sister?” I said yes, I didn’t find that out till a year ago, at the time, but we all agreed to not call her that, so I always called her my ‘sister’. Nobody heard my dad come in and come up the stairs
. . He strode over to her, dick bouncing happily between his legs, laughing at her open mouthed look
I know you don’t remember a thing, right?” I smiled and said:
“Who are you?”
The guys all smiled and said things like…’hey then what happened?…and…did ya ever fuck her?…did ya get to feel those tits?, and on and on
Censored. Some of the guys asked, “step-sister?” I said yes, I didn’t find that out till a year ago, at the time, but we all agreed to not call her that, so I always called her my ‘sister’. Nobody heard my dad come in and come up the stairs
. . He strode over to her, dick bouncing happily between his legs, laughing at her open mouthed look
I know you don’t remember a thing, right?” I smiled and said:
“Who are you?”
The guys all smiled and said things like…’hey then what happened?…and…did ya ever fuck her?…did ya get to feel those tits?, and on and on
Censored. Some of the guys asked, “step-sister?” I said yes, I didn’t find that out till a year ago, at the time, but we all agreed to not call her that, so I always called her my ‘sister’. Nobody heard my dad come in and come up the stairs
. . He strode over to her, dick bouncing happily between his legs, laughing at her open mouthed look
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