She promised to pick me up but who cares, it’s just another lie.
She was always a liar though, to my father, me, heck even the dog, that’s why he starved to death. My books are my friends and so are my sketch books. I continued to stroke his throbbing cock. The biggest surprise was how large my breasts got, blooming into beautiful, round C cup, delights. So I keep to myself most of the time. I blushed as I popped into view. I shivered with each pinch, growing more intense with the kiss. He kissed my cheek, got dressed then ran off. I pulled away and looked at him, touching his face.
His face was so beautiful up close. I was pinned. He plugged his tongue into my mouth and crushed my body.
He repositioned himself over me and smiled, still keeping me pinned.
“What a nice little pussy you have, how about we tear it open”
My eyes grew wide, suddenly realizing what I had gotten into.
