I was moaning, as he was pacing up. Sometimes, he was rubbing my clitoris with his right fingers. I was shivering. My boobs were moving in the air eac... time he penetrated me.– you like that, honey? Do you like that? –– y…yeah… –– yeah? –He said as he turned my face towards and kissed me so hard that I could hardly make any sound.Later, he laid me upwards on the washing machine and started fucking me again, with my legs over his shoulder and he was holding them. While fucking me like that,. They were taught to be suspicious, paranoid, observant and wise. They were instructed on how to diplomatically seek confirmation of a man's words without giving cause for false offence. (What, don't you trust me? I am insulted!) They were taught how to keep their purse close and their weapons ready, and to not be lulled by a smiling face. In short, how to survive in the world. This was the main purpose of 'bedtime stories', and why fairy tales were so dark in their older versions.John's stories. More

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