It doesn’t feel like I lost. xxx 18 I lift my leg high, flashing my pussy to five different phones to straddle the bent shaft. “No, sir,” I try to say, but my womb has ballooned enough to press against my diaphragm. One big swing. I’m just sitting down on a chair as if there isn’t a thick log riding up my cooch. “Even if you filled me up with the sperm of a thousand different guys every day for the rest of the year, I still wouldn’t come close to your record. I have to stay cool, though; my ruined life is no reason to let Kimmy have an ounce of happiness. I’m a few minutes late to school every morning because my mom works nights and brings me here as soon as she can.
