Back when I was still at secondary school I’d sit there in my classes and my mind would wander to filth. Xxnx At this point I was still a virgin, and no man had touched me. My own cunt ached in response. I had an idea and popped into the kitchen, picking up the large wooden rolling pin. A level of panic rose up inside me, as I raced to the TV switching the channel over and quickly pushing the eject button on the VHS player – ramming the illicit tape into my school bag. As he held me my senses seemed heightened. I would look at the wrinkles around his eyes and his aging face and imagine how it would look between my legs, with my thighs clamped tight around him. My Dad himself was chatting to the neighbour who was still in his garden




















