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When I Was A Kid
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Straight Female / 22
When It Comes To Sex I Follow The Golden Rule
When I was 14 my mother died in a car accident. My father went through girlfriends one after the other. From Las Vegas cocktail waitresses to quiet school teachers. Nothing satisfied him.
One of his girlfriends was a bartender was a woman with a past. She introduced me to sex toys, for some sex in the mirror. She used words that were dirty like our dog drinks water. Dick, cock, pussy and c**t were mild. She liked pictures of cock in c**t, especially if the girl was tied down. I learned more than I wanted to.
Then there was the third grade teacher, she baked and did laundry. The way to a man's heart was as the kitchen mat. Her idea of sex was just the head in, that's enough. My dad dated her because she cooked while he spanked his secretary at work. By the time I went to college I had every example you can think of.
Personally it's all about sex. How the guy has sex, who wants a little boy who needs grandma to hold his wiwi to pee. Not when you can have a man who bends you over the washer when you're doing laundry. Seriously, the man has to be the man, when you tell your girlfriend you got fucked, you want to mean it. After you get fucked you can play with his dick and let him play with your tits.
I miss my mother a lot, she wasn't a prude. When we had our 'conversation' she told me to adventuresome, as long as I enjoyed it. That's the golden rule.
One of his girlfriends was a bartender was a woman with a past. She introduced me to sex toys, for some sex in the mirror. She used words that were dirty like our dog drinks water. Dick, cock, pussy and c**t were mild. She liked pictures of cock in c**t, especially if the girl was tied down. I learned more than I wanted to.
Then there was the third grade teacher, she baked and did laundry. The way to a man's heart was as the kitchen mat. Her idea of sex was just the head in, that's enough. My dad dated her because she cooked while he spanked his secretary at work. By the time I went to college I had every example you can think of.
Personally it's all about sex. How the guy has sex, who wants a little boy who needs grandma to hold his wiwi to pee. Not when you can have a man who bends you over the washer when you're doing laundry. Seriously, the man has to be the man, when you tell your girlfriend you got fucked, you want to mean it. After you get fucked you can play with his dick and let him play with your tits.
I miss my mother a lot, she wasn't a prude. When we had our 'conversation' she told me to adventuresome, as long as I enjoyed it. That's the golden rule.
