Guilty Secrets
We were shocked - nay, disgusted - to read on an internet discussion forum of a chap's confession that his darkest, guiltiest secret was that he recently cracked one out over press photos of tragic MILF Kate McCann. He reasoned that "she's a good Catholic girl and looks dirty, so she'd probably go bareback".
What guilty secrets can you no longer keep to yourself?
( , Fri 31 Aug 2007, 12:22)
We were shocked - nay, disgusted - to read on an internet discussion forum of a chap's confession that his darkest, guiltiest secret was that he recently cracked one out over press photos of tragic MILF Kate McCann. He reasoned that "she's a good Catholic girl and looks dirty, so she'd probably go bareback".
What guilty secrets can you no longer keep to yourself?
( , Fri 31 Aug 2007, 12:22)
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Young Lust
Back in high school, my sophomore year. A friend of mine had a stunning sister who was a year behind us. Often my thoughts were of her when I was over at his house witht he rest of the group playing DnD (yeah, I'm a geekette). I'd swim there also, as they were a bit better off and had their own pool. Well, one day his mum and he leave and say to me "kate, we're off tot he store, we'll be right back". That's like giving me the keys to the candy store.
A few minutes later I went inside, no one home but the dog and me. So straight off to his sister's room I go. Rummage. Come up with a pair of lightly scented knickers and find myself having horribly lusty thoughts about her. Well, more lusty than I was normally having. Desperate for relief, I ended up bottomless by her bed, having a relations with one of her high heeled sandals and a smile on my face afterwards. I kept her knickers and always shivered when I saw her wearing those heels after that day.
( , Fri 31 Aug 2007, 17:44, Reply)
Back in high school, my sophomore year. A friend of mine had a stunning sister who was a year behind us. Often my thoughts were of her when I was over at his house witht he rest of the group playing DnD (yeah, I'm a geekette). I'd swim there also, as they were a bit better off and had their own pool. Well, one day his mum and he leave and say to me "kate, we're off tot he store, we'll be right back". That's like giving me the keys to the candy store.
A few minutes later I went inside, no one home but the dog and me. So straight off to his sister's room I go. Rummage. Come up with a pair of lightly scented knickers and find myself having horribly lusty thoughts about her. Well, more lusty than I was normally having. Desperate for relief, I ended up bottomless by her bed, having a relations with one of her high heeled sandals and a smile on my face afterwards. I kept her knickers and always shivered when I saw her wearing those heels after that day.
( , Fri 31 Aug 2007, 17:44, Reply)
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