Young girl deepest throat
Excerpted from "The Pornographer's Daughter:
Last year was the first for the week before Christmas.
" Right now, he wasn't trying very hard at all because his thumb was stroking that spot along the juncture between my leg and my hip.
Kissed my damp hair.
Money had always been tight with my parents.
My knees fell open, and he nestled closer.
First my belt and then my zipper were released.
That maybe I was a long-lost son.