Wristers, fisters and blisters
I was having s** with some girl for the first time. She knew it and told me to let her know when I was going to c** and to pull it out. It stayed in her deep for a long time and told her I was going to c** and she locked her legs around me preventing my pullout. I knew I filled her up and she just grinned at me. We never used a condom after that. Super s** and we were lucky. Her Mom noticed her stained p****** and just grinned.
I just wet my time machine. I’m 86 years old from the planet Zognoid-B but I’m really just a teenage wetter girl. I’m just a regression fetishist with undiagnosed psychosis and I don’t feel bad about it any more, which you can tell is true because I’ve been saying it every week for 4 years. It’s 2090 but I still identify as a teenager who identifies as a baby. Brother pee bed wet peeing baby little kid cousin diaper 18 17 16 15 14 pull-ups puddle sheets wipe tushie bottom cleaning, am I right? Love Chloe xx
