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Trudy was wild girls pooping videos with need, and her bondage did not permit even the slightest relief. She could only hang limp in the cords and wish with all her heart that the men would return. She did not realize, but that was the purpose of the "lesson" she had just been through.So, how's Patti doing?" asked my little sister, as she shoveled a spoonful of cereal past her braces
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Holy shit! Patti and my little scat storys sister were friends! Well, that was going to put a damper on my fantasy life. I'd been jerking off to Patti's smell, Patti's feel, and the incredible memory of Patti masturbating, for two weeks now. I'd kept the fantasies afloat, despite her being only a teen, and I was loving every cum-soaked, libidinous minute of it, but with my sister in the picture, my little baby sister Kelly who eats Frosted Flakes like a messy toddler and still reads the back of the cereal box, the whole lustful, sexy fantasy thing collapsed, and Patti again became just another shy, little kid to me. Damn. I suddenly felt very perverted, and very old. Oh well, I had a good run. And thank God I never tried anything with her.
"She's coming face shitting over tonight." continued Kelly, tipping her bowl to slurp the last of the milk. "We've got some work to do on an article we're doing for Viewpoint." Viewpoint was the school paper
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