ninian
Really Really Experienced
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- Aug 17, 2000
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Jack Oneill. Did I ever remember him. I had had the biggest crush on him. He told me I wasnt pretty enough for him.
I looked at my brother. "This outta be fun!"
I let my brother walk up to the door, and I leaned against the column, knowing the pose stretched my shirt tight across my lush breasts. I looked down seeing my shoe had come untied.
"Damn" I muttered and pushed off the column. I thought I heard footsteps within the house and had a wicked idea. I turned around and bent over, my firm rounded ass high in the air. Tight black jeans molding the lucious curves as I tied my shoe.
I heard a awed "wow" as the door opened. I grinned, standing up, my hair flying back. I turned around as I finer combed my hair, crimson lips curling in a smile.
"Hello, Jack"
I looked at my brother. "This outta be fun!"
I let my brother walk up to the door, and I leaned against the column, knowing the pose stretched my shirt tight across my lush breasts. I looked down seeing my shoe had come untied.
"Damn" I muttered and pushed off the column. I thought I heard footsteps within the house and had a wicked idea. I turned around and bent over, my firm rounded ass high in the air. Tight black jeans molding the lucious curves as I tied my shoe.
I heard a awed "wow" as the door opened. I grinned, standing up, my hair flying back. I turned around as I finer combed my hair, crimson lips curling in a smile.
"Hello, Jack"