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Once upon a time, there was a papa bear, a mama bear and a baby bear--all living in the same Brunette house with Goldilocks. Well eventually, Mama Bear got so disgusted with Papa Bear's excessive drinking, that she tried to punish him by denying him his husbandly porridge. But Mama Bear had badly underestimated Papa Bear. He refused to be denied that which he felt was rightfully his. So Papa Bear decided that he blonde would get even with that ol' Mama Bear. Late one night, he went to Baby Bear's small bedroom, while she was sound asleep in her little bed, and he vowed to himself under his breath, "I'm gonna eat your porridge, you little baby bear bitch!" Lisa Chadwick's whole life had seemed to her like it was some weird, distorted fairy tale. In this particular fractured fairy tale, Lisa was the baby bear. But it might be more appropriate to call her the "bare baby," because she preferred to sleep in the nude. And even when she didn't, the most clothing that she would ever wear to bed was a pair of panties. Even on the coldest of nights, she relied on her blankets and quilts to keep her nice and toasty. Lisa really wasn't a baby either--at least not in the true sense of the word. She was an 18-year-old girl, with the intellect of a 21-year-old, and the sexual knowledge of a 10-year-old. With this combination of traits, Lisa was also a walking-disaster waiting to happen. But right now, Lisa wasn't walking. It was a Sunday night--February 14th, 1988, to be exact--and she was sound asleep in her own bedroom, tucked safely under the covers of her own cozy twin size bed, and having one of those erotic dreams that had been plaguing her ever since she had reached puberty. Her erotic dreams always involved her playing the role of the young princess, who was rescued from her evil stepfather, the king, by some handsome creampie young prince. Of course, the role of "the prince" was played by whichever boy at school that Lisa happened to have a crush on at the time. But even though "the prince" was always someone different, the ending to the dream would always turn out the same. The young prince would whisk Lisa away from her horrible existence, and they would end up passionately making love in the late evening on a secluded stretch of beach, with a full moon shining down on the white tops of the ocean waves, as they relentlessly crash and splash up against the rocky coastline. In her erotic dreams, Lisa also always envisioned herself as having long straight reddish-gold hair, and the hourglass-shaped body of a fully-grown, voluptuous woman. This was a far cry from the gangly, narrow-hipped, budding-breasted, almost-boyish body that Lisa woke up to in the mirror every morning. And she would have been extremely disappointed--and very upset indeed--if she could have looked into a crystal ball, and seen that, three years from now, her fully-grown woman's body wouldn't look anal that much different from the 18-year-old body that she now inhabited. Many times, Lisa had woken up from one of these erotic dreams to discover that her hand was already stuck in her crotch, with her fingers in auto-pilot mode, as they were deftly stroking away at her already-moist and blood-engorged vulva. Of course, once she was awake, she would simply continue to masturbate, until she had finally orgasmed enough that she felt satisfied, and could go back to sleep. Lisa didn't know that the sexual act she was performing in her bed late at nights was called "masturbation." She thought that is was called "playing with yourself," because in her past, when she was a young child, whenever her mother had caught her doing it in front of someone else, she would always tell Lisa not to play with herself. But Lisa didn't have any qualms about doing it in private, because her mother had told her that it was okay for her to do that. So Lisa would wake up from an erotic dream, and happily stroke herself from one orgasm to the next, without ever realizing what an "orgasm" was. Lisa only knew threesome that whenever she "played with herself," it gave her these incredibly wonderful--and uniquely pleasurable--sensations that she would always look forward to experiencing, over and over again. And just like other normal healthy girls her age, Lisa absolutely loved to stick her fingers up into her own vagina, whenever she was masturbating. None of this makes any sense. She rolled her eyes, it was just like her sister to leave her a mess to clean up. Grandpa’s friend spent quite a few hours with Grandpa and my uncle taking it in turns to put their peepee’s into my cunny or my mouth. By late blonde morning the next day we can see the jagged cliffs. As soon as it is on, you pull my hair and ask if I am ready for anal the night - immediately I say yes and knowing that I have been needing this - my brain automatically goes into submissive mode. 20 minutes later she comes down and I told her that tonight is only going to be a practice shoot so its only going to be photos and no video and tell her to go into the dressing room and get changed into the first outfit and come back out. She let out a scream. This room had been prepared for just such sessions over the years and this was one of many that Sheila and Shorty enjoyed playing out there. I wrenched my gaze away from my phone and stared down my body, past my heaving tits, to those blue eyes peering up at me. The walls of her throat massaged his thumb. It would be our private retreat to catch a cool breeze and escape the summer heat. They each had a long island ice tea and sat together and listened for a bit. I pulled a pillow down, resting my cheek on creampie it. My stony body drank in the bliss as Kora kept sucking, drawing all my cum out of my dick, draining my ovaries of all my girl-jizz. She then stepped into threesome a pair of buruma pantsu , which turned out to be a rather plain pair of Japanese sport panties, and pulled them up to a snug fit with a satisfying snap of elastic. She stopped and asked me if I was all right. Brunette Her stomach showed only a little bit of baby-belly. But this time, John didn't shoot his wad, while she was doing that. He was there to repair the printer copier. I brushed my lips up her neck, pecking a path to her ear. Women have sex with you because they want to." “Then cum for me, Aiden.” Aurelia moaned as she began to focus her rubbing on the boy’s cock head. That’s not what people do. Starting at the bottom she wears a pair of sneakers without socks. "What do you mean?" he asked. What else?" Amy had become her mother’s chief female confidante while in high school.