Like mine his eyes were blue
. The feeling is pure exctasy and I know this is the epitome of pleasure.
. after i had grown accostomed to being physically abused and became so good at lying and hiding my bruises, cuts, and burns, my dad realized it didnt hurt me anymore. But in case your wondering about me being raped and all, its true
Like mine his eyes were blue
. The feeling is pure exctasy and I know this is the epitome of pleasure.
. after i had grown accostomed to being physically abused and became so good at lying and hiding my bruises, cuts, and burns, my dad realized it didnt hurt me anymore. But in case your wondering about me being raped and all, its true
Like mine his eyes were blue
. The feeling is pure exctasy and I know this is the epitome of pleasure.
. after i had grown accostomed to being physically abused and became so good at lying and hiding my bruises, cuts, and burns, my dad realized it didnt hurt me anymore. But in case your wondering about me being raped and all, its true
