She comes over to me as I lay down on the bed and moves my robe to the side revealing to her my full hard on; I notice a slight smile cross her lips but she does her best to ignore the raging monster down there and starts feeling my stomach “no not there I think its lower than that” I see her smile more while she slowly lowers her hands more and more/ each time she moves she asks “here?” and I reply with “no a bit lower”
. Authors note (PLEASE READ): this is one of the first stories I have ever written so please excuse me if my grammar is not up to par with most authors. Now with your mother I did what I had to do because in order for a child to be born with the powers of a creator the mother needs to be a child with a pure heart and soul and she fit that category to a tee
. . You’re a slave and you want me to buy you?” I explore the thought
She comes over to me as I lay down on the bed and moves my robe to the side revealing to her my full hard on; I notice a slight smile cross her lips but she does her best to ignore the raging monster down there and starts feeling my stomach “no not there I think its lower than that” I see her smile more while she slowly lowers her hands more and more/ each time she moves she asks “here?” and I reply with “no a bit lower”
. Authors note (PLEASE READ): this is one of the first stories I have ever written so please excuse me if my grammar is not up to par with most authors. Now with your mother I did what I had to do because in order for a child to be born with the powers of a creator the mother needs to be a child with a pure heart and soul and she fit that category to a tee
. . You’re a slave and you want me to buy you?” I explore the thought
She comes over to me as I lay down on the bed and moves my robe to the side revealing to her my full hard on; I notice a slight smile cross her lips but she does her best to ignore the raging monster down there and starts feeling my stomach “no not there I think its lower than that” I see her smile more while she slowly lowers her hands more and more/ each time she moves she asks “here?” and I reply with “no a bit lower”
. Authors note (PLEASE READ): this is one of the first stories I have ever written so please excuse me if my grammar is not up to par with most authors. Now with your mother I did what I had to do because in order for a child to be born with the powers of a creator the mother needs to be a child with a pure heart and soul and she fit that category to a tee
. . You’re a slave and you want me to buy you?” I explore the thought
Best Of#1985 - Nicole London