the-porn-stories:It was my favorite move. Take a photo, send it to the “wrong” person, and follow it with “oh no! Will you tell anyone?” Less than an hour later, he’s usually at my place, helping me to not masturbate.
I had heard the rumors, the stories, that aunt Sheila was wicked, that she drove guys wild, made them her sluts. I was curious, and I teased, and pushed the limits until I found out just how wicked she was…. and yes, I became one of her sluts.