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Samantha : good morning, master. Your food is ready. Me : what are you doing ? i giggled*Samantha : *she jumped up and hug me* preparing myself to be ... whore...*laughedMe : ok, quickly get dress. Raj will be here anytime soon. *my dad hired him as my driver* Samantha : *look down & turned off* ok...Me : on second thought, let's play a game *grind*Samantha : what? what!? *look excitedMe : you pretend sleeping on the sofa naked while I pretend I'm still upstairs preparing and let Raj have a look. I try to insert it as far as I can moving it round and round. I can feel you starting to come. Your legs are wrapped around my neck and over my shoulders. You start to squeeze my head between your legs tighter and tighter. Suddenly I feel a burst of liquid spraying into my face. The flood of your juices is more than the water of the pool but I keep licking and drinking it up until you push me with your legs into the pool. You collapse on your back on the edge of the pool. I am now a few feet. My room mate. Names Travis. Had seemed to have had no intrest in me after that on night.I came home from chillin with a friend then jumped in the shower. As i dried my self off i heard travis moving around the unit. I wrapped the towel around my waist and headed to my bed room.As i was walking down yhe hallway i was violently thrown against the wall. It felt like i had a bull dozer squeezing the life out of me against the wall.I knew it was travis. Paniced i tried to slip away.He slammed me. As the picture was taken my body was wrapped in her skirt to well above my waist. My head and shoulders emerged from her full sleeves. My head was turned to look up at her; she was looking down at me. The love between us was obvious. That made it one of my favourite pictures of us. It encapsulated my c***dhood, wrapped and protected by Lynn's love.The other picture had been taken late in the evening at the reception. I was asleep on Lynn's lap with my head resting on her breast. Her arm held me.
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