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Thursday, December 06, 2007 
some sleepytime shirts available on ebay


including a couple shirts and an apron from Charming Hostess!
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PSYCHOCYBIN (R.I.P.)

 
Liars!!!!1!!!1!!ELEVEN1!!!!1!!!!1!

P.S. come to Vegas already
 
Posted by PSYCHOCYBIN (R.I.P.) on Wednesday, January 02, 2008 - 11:32 PM
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Chris W
Chris Warburton

 
Yes come to vegas please! Savnock would love to open for you!
 
Posted by Chris W on Monday, January 21, 2008 - 9:53 PM
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TRIPLE CROWN CLOTHING™

 
I wanna make your shirts!


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Posted by TRIPLE CROWN CLOTHING™ on Monday, January 28, 2008 - 10:20 PM
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lasvegas

 
Hello

Very good clip

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Posted by lasvegas on Saturday, August 02, 2008 - 9:20 AM
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Muralt
S. Weber

 
nieves: do you still have that apron?
 
Posted by Muralt on Thursday, September 25, 2008 - 1:29 PM
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SECRET COVENANT

 
I came home late from school today. I wasn't doing anything bad, but my dad worries and he has a strict time I have to be home. I was talking to my friend at the corner, and we stopped at the store for a soda. My dad works at home, and mom often works late, so I'm his responsibility during the day. I entered the house quietly, but as I was walking slowly into my bedroom, I heard my dad's voice from his office. 
"T---, come here please." 
I walked into his office. He didn't look up from his computer screen, but he sounded annoyed. 
"I can't let you just get away with not being here on time, you know." 
"Dad, I was just talking to my friend, it wasn't a big deal..." 
He shook his head and looked up at me, "I don't care. I was so worried about you, and I'm sick and tired of you constantly being so late. Go put on some work clothes, and go clean the kitchen." 
"The kitchen is already clean, dad..." 
He raised an eyebrow, and I could swear he was looking at my chest for a second. Ever since I've been buying bigger bras, my dad looks my chest. Weird. 

Later, I was on my hands and knees mopping the floor, and I wasn't happy about it, I was so mad, I had been working so hard, I forgot to change out of my school clothes. Then I heard dad walk up behind me. I looked around, and there he was, with a funny look on his face looking at my bottom. I realized my skirt had rode up over my ass. I was embarrassed and pushed it down. "Daddy, I'm so mad at you! I'm cleaning this fucking floor for no reason! All I was doing was talking to my friend, and you never even do anything all day!" 
His face got red. Out of nowhere, he kicked me so my legs buckled out from under me, and I was spread eagle on the floor, with my skirt back up over my ass. 
"Don't use that kind of language with me!" My dad used a low, dark voice I had never heard from him before. I was trembling with rage on the floor, and he suddenly got on his knees beside me, and smacked my ass. It stung, and I screamed at him, "Daddy!" and a tear trickled down my cheek. He smacked me a few more times, in quick succession. I still screamed, but felt helpless to move. He unzipped his jeans. My dad pulled out something I had never seen before, except in pictures in health books at school. 
"Daddy, what....is...???" 
"I'm gonna take care of you good," he still sounded angry, but also kind of excited. He stroked his cock in front of me, and asked what I thought of it. 
"It looks big...?" I didn't know what else to say. I was confused, still angry, but in a funny way I had an excited feeling in the pit of my tummy. He moved suddenly again, pulling my ass up slightly moving behind me, and shoving his cock into me. I screamed again, it hurt so much. He pounded me from behind, spanking me while he hit it. It stung so bad, I couldn't believe it, and when he pulled it out, I felt between my legs and saw some blood on my fingers. He stood up. 
"Get on your knees." 
I was so weak I could barely move, but I got up, I was so shaken. He was still hard and huge, and he slapped me in the face with it. I closed my eyes at first, but then I looked up at him, and I could see from his face that he liked it. 
"Open up, baby..." 
I opened my mouth, and he shoved his cock down my throat, the same way he had taken my pussy. I choked, but he kept thrusting, and slapping me in the face. Suddenly he pulled me back by the hair, and my face was splashed with a warm sticky liquid. He shoved me away, slapped my ass, and marched back into his office. 

That night, humiliated, I took a shower, didn't talk to anyone, and got into bed, not even bothering to put on pajamas. My pussy was still stinging, but in a funny way that I didn't understand, something about that penetration had awakened another feeling between my legs. It was a tingly, warm feeling, and it wanted to be touched. I laid under the covers and tentatively touched myself for the first time. It was wet, but the tingle felt sooo good. I thought about my daddy's cock, and how it had made me start having this feeling. I stopped and pulled my hands up when I saw the doorknob turn. My dad was standing in the doorway. 
"Baby, we need to talk." 
I closed my eyes and rolled over. 
"I'm sorry about what happened earlier," he said, while he slowly closed the door behind him. "Baby, you were being bad, and I needed to teach you a lesson. You need to let me do that. Not to mention, the way you make me feel when I see your body is very special. I think I can give you special feelings too." 
I didn't move, but I knew that he realized I was awake. He knelt beside my bed, and slid an arm around my head, and the other under my covers, stroking my ass. The tingly feeling I had been exploring was suddenly throbbing. I squeezed my legs together to try to alleviate it, but I just felt them squish against some kind of wetness. Daddy must have felt it, because he slowly pushed a finger inside my pussy. It felt glorious, I couldn't help but moan softly. He covered my mouth with his hand, to muffle my noises as he gently moved his hand up to toy with my little nipples, down my belly, and then to stroke my clit. When he touched my clit, I couldn't help but roll onto my back and let him bury his face in my chest. He squeezed my soft breasts together and kissed them. Then he fingered me until I was writhing around on the bed, helpless at his mercy again. 
"I love you baby," he said, and stood up, pushing down his boxers. His cock was huge again like earlier, and I knew it was going to make me feel good. I pushed down the blankets, and opened up my legs, wanting to him to keep touching me. He lowered down on top of me, and slid his cock in again. I was so overcome with the feeling, that he had to continue covering my mouth while he fucked me, so my mom wouldn't hear me screaming. The only noise was the slight sound of the bed springs and his dick moving in and out of me. I was so wet it made little squishy noises! 
"What's happening daddy?" I gasped, when I had cum, and he was still pounding me. 
"I'm fucking you, baby. Do you like it?" 
"yeees," I breathed. 
"Remember when I squirted that stuff on your face today? Well I'm gonna do it again, except this time I'm doing it inside of you. This is how you can make ME feel good." 
He started fucking me so hard it almost hurt as bad as it had earlier that day, but that was nothing in comparison to the next orgasm I had. 
Afterward, I smiled at him, "Don't tell mom, please. I want you to fuck me all the time now, whenever you want, and whenever my pussy gets wet!" 
He smiled and got up, pulled his boxers up, and leaned down and bit my breast before walking toward the door. 
"If you're a good girl, I will." 

 
Posted by SECRET COVENANT on Wednesday, September 16, 2009 - 10:04 AM
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