I need a d*** so bad, it hurts. I remember when two cops came to my doorstep. I have panic attack disorder and I had a verbal fight with my aunt, so our neighbors reported the noise. It was OK – they didn’t arrest me, nor did they take me to the police station. I wish I was alone. I wish the bigger cop threw me on the floor and fucked me hard. If she wasn’t there, I could have asked him to j******* his c*** or s*** it. I could feel his cockhead fill my mouth, his d*** stretching and filling my p**** as he’s pounding me, and I would scream like a cow. I’d swallow his load. All my life I’ve been a good, conservatively brought up girl. (Here in the Balkans we say “patriarchally”, and it’s not a derogatory term.) But I can’t take it anymore. I’ll probably leave my family, because they don’t deserve to have a w**** daughter. They had to wait for long time until I was born. I don’t want to put shame on them, but I can’t renounce my s***** urges. Maybe they renounce me. As I stated in the earlier post, I’m an adult and it’s time for me to go my own way. Today I’m putting another set of volume eyelash extensions. I want men to know I’m available. So I started wearing tight clothing, high heels and T-shirts with cleavage. My face is like that of a teen girl, but my breasts are big. Well, not as big as my mom’s but still rather heavy. The psychiatrist told my parents that what they have is a girl with a soul of a child, in a body of an adult woman. I’m about to cry. I guess it feels good to let it out this way.
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