jak_jism
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Jan 27, 2002
- Posts
- 221
Authentic voyuer, which means that you don't know that I've been outside your window watching or in the attic looking down; and if you knew where to look you might find remnents of my seed.
Authentic exhibitionist. Yes, the one that exposed himself to you as you passed him on the right, driving down the interstate. It was dark but low placed interior light fully illuminated my lower body nakedness and full erection. You still don't know if you were fascinated or scared
Authentic step-dad, which means when you shared the fact of your desire for an affair with your b.i.l. I began to think of ways in which I could exploit that knowledge and ultimately and at last, have my way with you.
Authentic stalker. I picked your name out of long list of cc'd emails because I remembered what you looked like when you were half your current age. It didn't matter that I was your father's age...I started writing and stuck with it until you were staying up late, still not knowing who I was, while your husband slept and we talked each other through orgasms.
You were my best friends grandmother, but that didn't stop me from probing every damp and warm entry to your body, or fingering you to what may have been the last oragsm you ever really enjoyed. Of course you started it with a squeeze to my thigh...so I don't know that I can claim it as my own perversion; though obviously one shared by young and old.
You were a co-worker who liked to tease, until I walked up behind you and reaching under your scrubs, removed your breasts from your bra and had my way with your nipples. After that you wanted romance; you would close your eyes and wait for a kiss but I just wanted to find ways to finger you at work...and of course, I did.
You're my new assistant at work. Trust me. every moment I'm plotting to find a way to make entry bewteen those fine ass cheeks.
Authentically yours,
jak
p.s. who are you?
Authentic exhibitionist. Yes, the one that exposed himself to you as you passed him on the right, driving down the interstate. It was dark but low placed interior light fully illuminated my lower body nakedness and full erection. You still don't know if you were fascinated or scared
Authentic step-dad, which means when you shared the fact of your desire for an affair with your b.i.l. I began to think of ways in which I could exploit that knowledge and ultimately and at last, have my way with you.
Authentic stalker. I picked your name out of long list of cc'd emails because I remembered what you looked like when you were half your current age. It didn't matter that I was your father's age...I started writing and stuck with it until you were staying up late, still not knowing who I was, while your husband slept and we talked each other through orgasms.
You were my best friends grandmother, but that didn't stop me from probing every damp and warm entry to your body, or fingering you to what may have been the last oragsm you ever really enjoyed. Of course you started it with a squeeze to my thigh...so I don't know that I can claim it as my own perversion; though obviously one shared by young and old.
You were a co-worker who liked to tease, until I walked up behind you and reaching under your scrubs, removed your breasts from your bra and had my way with your nipples. After that you wanted romance; you would close your eyes and wait for a kiss but I just wanted to find ways to finger you at work...and of course, I did.
You're my new assistant at work. Trust me. every moment I'm plotting to find a way to make entry bewteen those fine ass cheeks.
Authentically yours,
jak
p.s. who are you?
