1. the Night Whispers Index -2


    Date: 9/10/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: stif266, Rating: 85, Source: xHamster

    that ... I thought ... he just liked mine ... I guess he likes yours, as well...&#034 &#034So it seems...&#034 I said, resigned to the truth, &#034and that just makes it all the more difficult...&#034 &#034I won't let him have mine again...&#034 &#034I'd like to believe you, Kira.&#034 &#034Not if I can help it ... but ... sometimes ... I just get ... you know ... excited ... not like I have a boyfriend or anything. I don't have a guy who likes me or thinks I'm sexy...&#034 &#034Oh, Kira, I doubt that is true. I'm sure your classmates think you're great, you're just kinda shy with them. Maybe they think you don't like them.&#034 She nodded. &#034Maybe I don't...&#034 &#034What? Why?&#034 Kira frowned, &#034because it's true...&#034 &#034But ... but you like ... your b*****r?&#034 She shrugged, &#034maybe...&#034 &#034Oh, Kira...&#034 I massaged her hand a moment, not knowing what to say. &#034Promise me ... this won't lead to more, alright? That this ... game ... won't become i****t ... promise me...&#034 Her tone was not convincing. &#034I promise...&#034 I napped in the late afternoon, so tired from the stress and emotional moments that I was unable to talk to Kira further, and I mostly wanted to avoid her and keep to myself. Thoughts of what my k**s were doing, even if it wasn't physical i****t, left me distraught and confused, and I was unable to separate my disgust from my own curious arousal. I drifted in and out of sl**p, vivid dreams of my daughter licking my son's ...
    cum from her own panties had my cunt soaking in my underwear. Remember what we did, Penelope? I barely registered the words, again unsure if they were spoken or just imagined. I listened a moment, responded softly, &#034what?&#034 Remember what we did? You and me? The soft, feminine voice brought familiarity, a distant recognition which didn't quite surface. &#034Who are you?&#034 I said quietly, unsure if I was dreaming or hearing voices in my head. Don't you remember, Penelope? Don't you remember me? &#034I ... I don't know...&#034 I remember it all. Like that time we shared a shower? That was one of my favorites... &#034A—a shower?&#034 I felt a burning start in my stomach, something stirring my thoughts. The memory was blurry, disconnected, lost in something I'd tried to forget. You were so sweet, Penelope. I loved you so much. &#034Loved ... me? Who are you? What do you want with me?&#034 I couldn't help feeling I knew the voice, or what passed for a voice in the words which came to me. It seemed a sad smile might have formed the response. Don't you remember your own s****r? My pulse raced as memories flooded into my brain and I squeezed my eyes quickly shut as the long-lost images rushed in with the f***e of a freight train. &#034Hurry up!&#034 Jackie took the shampoo from me as I tried to quickly rinse the suds out of my eyes. &#034Mom and Dad will kill us if we make them late.&#034 &#034I know, stop hogging the water!&#034 I pushed my s****r gently, trying to get more ...
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