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sample bestiality creampies "bestialitycreampies" story: She was shy about that, as she was about everything,
and kept her arms folded as she squinted in the early May sunshine and
watched the other kids play in the little four-square-block park across
the street.
As she turned her head to follow the flight of a ball hit by Louis,
the handsome Italian boy from around the corner, the sun glinted
brightly off the thick braid of red hair hanging over her shoulder. She
watched Roxanne track the ball down, glove it and hurl it back in to
Jackie. Then all the kids on the field were yelling at each other to
back up, because it was Daniel's turn at bat. Even the park attendant,
sweeping the pathways, paused to watch when Daniel came to the plate.
Daniel! She hugged her arms tightly to herself, feeling her nipples
harden conspicuously. She'd watched him covertly from her window when he
played hockey or touch football during the long winter. Time and again,
she studied him secretly during the winter months when he took an old
bat into the park and practiced hitting progressively smaller pebbles.
Ursula had begun regularly taking a schoolbook and sitting outside,
on one of the benches sprinkled along the periphery of the park. She'd
finally, after three freezing Saturdays, gotten up the nerve to ask him
and he'd explained that when he could hit even the smallest pebble
exactly where and how he wanted it, he would be a good hitter.
He lived up to his promise. He swung and hit the third pitch like a
rocket through the treetops in dead center field. Roxanne didn't even
bother chasing it; she just loped past the trees and the pathway and
climbed into the "greengrass" -- the fenced-in area reserved for birds
-- and retrieved the ball.
Daniel! She watched him running the basepath and felt the tightness
inside, where she'd lately been able to work one grudging finger inside.
Ursula knew the facts of life. Her mother had made sure of that, whether
or not she would admit the need for a bra. And Ursula had, that same
night, taken time in the bathtub to investigate the deep cleft between
her legs. In here? No -- here!
The opening was tiny and she worked at it and finally got just the
tip of one finger inside to the first knuckle. It felt...continue -> zoo paysites |
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