1. Naughty Gardener


    Date: 11/12/2014, Categories: Fetish, First Time, Voyeur, Author: AndrewBonzua, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    at the island on the lake? You know how much she enjoys the water.” Rose smiled at her advice and took off to prepare a lunch fitting ofa birthday surprise. Celsia Lakeland had forgotten amost immediately about her prank war with her s****r after the small tanned darkhaired girl had vanished from her line of sight in the garden. She had sat back against the wall and ran her fingers along the thick woven blanket that covered her bed below her. Across the room a full sized mirror, that happened to belong to her great grandmother whom she was named after, proudly displayed the image of the pale figure she had become. Long almost white looking blue tinted blonde hair caught the sunlight shining through the window and appeared to become a waterfall cascading over simallarly pale shoulders, washed out blue eyes and baby peach lips made her face seem like it was almost painted with thin layers of water color paint. Long thin legs and arms led into a simallarly thin torso and flat chest that made her appear more like a ten or eleven year old boy than a s*******n year old girl. She frowned and threw an overstuffed pillow at the mirror, only succeeding in tilting it slightly backwards so that she was now staring at a reflection of her popcorn ceiling. She groaned and fell forward to hide her face in her pillows. Her birthday was weighing down on her mind now that her playfulness with her s****r had ended. She was another year older, another full year of living her life within the ...
    bounderies of the town that her great great grandfather had named after their f****y. Another full year of feeling like she was trapped whithin her own home, in her own name in fact. Everyone in the town of Lakeland always sort of shyed away from her f****y whenever they where around. Her s****r and herself where both homeschooled as was the tradition in her f****y, neither had the chance to really make any friends their own age, at first due to their mother rushed them away from any physical encounter, and then as they got older it became due to the fact that the others avoided the weird s****rs from the mansion on the hill. She felt a warm tear slip down her cheek as the thoughts invaided her mind. She found herself curled around one very large pillow when her smiling younger s****r bounded into the room with a picnic basket cupped in the bend of her elbow and a checkered blanket slung over one shoulder. Immediately she sat up and quickly wiped her tears away and pasted on her best smile before turning to fully face Rose. Rose was slender but not sickly so like her older s****r. Her body had curves that pulled your eyes to her hips and chest without warning. Her arms where thin but muscular and very tan from working in the bright sunlight during the day. Her hair was a deep wet dirt brown and curly with windswept sides that made it appear like she was standing before one of those fans that glamorous women seemed to use in the books her mother used to make their dresses. Her eyes ...