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I wanted to gag. How could I wear any of these? What was wrong with me? I threw that down then rummaged through the drawer, throwing more and more tops to the floor. Through the thin wall, I heard the springs of John's bed creaking. I smiled, hearing the shifting. I knew what that meant. He big cock was flogging the bishop in there. Having fun with Rosie Palmer and her five sisters. I squirmed, naughty ideas making my pussy wetter and wetter. Smirking, I searched and searched for something I could wear. I found an old t-shirt, something I wore three or four years ago that had gotten shoved to the back of my drawer. It was tiny. It would mold to my body and hug my firm, little titties. I bet it would show a good inch or two of my belly. I smiled as I pulled it on. It. Was. Tight. I had to wiggle to pull it over me, feeling the material stretching around my body. I gasped when it crossed my nipples, stimulating my little buds. I groaned, my pussy getting so juicy and wet. My naughty panties absorbed the flood of my excitement. I wiggled my rump, glancing over my shoulders to see those glittering letters on my panties flashing in my stand mirror. Finally, I got the shirt over me. It fit me like a glove, molding around my little breasts. My nipples poked hard against the fabric. It was so short, it exposed my bellybutton. I loved it. And it gave me an idea. “I bet I have a pair of shorts that I haven't worn in a few years,” I muttered, hearing the bed springs from my brother's bedroom groaning louder. He must be watching some porn on his phone, wearing headphones so no one would know what he was doing. But I did. I bent Big Dick over, wiggling pornstar my homemade rump, imagining Dad or Rick or John watching my ass shake as I dug around in my bottom-most drawer. It was full of shorts that I'd put away since summer was doggystyle over. I dug through and then... Triumphed! I found a pair of jean shorts that I hadn't worn in two years. I could tell they would be tight. The bed springs creaked louder, the rhythmic slap echoing. I slid my legs into the shorts. The Big Dick wires were still connected and a new type of visor was placed over his eyes. I shuddered as stars burst across my eyes. “Thank you, Trisha,” I tell her big cock as I march out of the building homemade with Sarah. I asked Jon what I would have to do, and when, but he just said, “Don’t worry; it’s nothing that doesn’t come naturally.” Losing my virginity hadn’t hurt nearly as badly. A delicious experience. Terrana laughed hysterically at the ridiculous notion, but in reality, Killian was always paying attention. A slick feeling coated the inside of my neck as his member pumped shot after doggystyle shot of his seed down pornstar to my stomach. “My cock wants to taste you,” and I leaned over. Rubbing her cute ass back into me as I fuck her. The car turned and went around the house.