I love my life and all the little adventures that Jon and I get up to. Apart from a little bit of hair that grows on my legs, I have no body hair below my neck. It’s all been removed with electrolysis. petite I’m slim with small(ish), pert breasts that have small aureoles and giant nipples. When they’re hard Jon says they’re like chapel hat pegs. I have a nice firm, flat stomach with a pubic bone that does stick out a bit. In my pussy lips I have 2 little gold rings that Jon put in me. My clit is very prominent and is usually sticking out between my lips. It’s about an inch long with a little round head. Jon sometimes calls it my little dick. I don’t own any bras, knickers, trousers, leggings or shorts; and 90% of my skirts and dresses can be described as mini or micro. I used to be a very shy girl, but I’ve asian now gone completely the other way, and get a great thrill from letting other people see my body. I hope that’s enough to satisfy the people who asked. If it isn’t, perhaps they would like to e-mail me with specific questions. Jon told adorable me to stop writing my Journal in the summer of 1999, but has recently asked me to document, some of allure the more interesting experiences that we have had since then. Both Jon and I have been scouring the Internet looking for ideas for little adventures or incidents that we could manufacture to have some fun. We’ve found one or two stories that appear to be slightly rewritten copies of some of the text in my Journal, and one or two that are very similar to some of the adventures that we’ve had and that I’ve written about in my Journal. At first I was a bit annoyed about this, but Jon said that I should be honoured that someone thought our adventures were good enough to copy. I’ve started thinking that way as well. The adventure I’m about to describe took place quite recently (January 2001) when Jon took me skiing in Austria for a week. Ski Trip The first I knew about the trip was when Jon took me shopping to a sports shop. Normally when he’s taking me somewhere he doesn’t tell me until the day that Hardcore we go, but occasionally he does. He told me this time because I needed something to keep me warm. When he did tell me I had mixed feelings. On the one hand I’d never been skiing before and was a bit nervous. I’ve never really been the real sporty type. On the other hand I was excited, it was something new, and I was sure that we’d be able to have some ‘fun’. I was also a bit worried about the cold. As any of you who have read my Journal will know, I don’t wear much clothing, and I had visions of newspaper headlines to the effect of, ‘Young girl found frozen to death buried in snow wearing nothing but a mini dress’. Jon soon put my mind to rest on the last bit when he started looking at skisuits and thermal underwear for me. He picked 3 skisuits and told me to try them on. I’d gone out wearing knee length boots, a dress and a coat, and nothing else. I needed the coat because the weather was bad. "Oh I love it when you beg, bitch! I open it and she walks in. A spritely blonde girl near the front of the class puts her asian hand up. All I could think was “wow!”. My turn.” I nodded at her as I heard creaking in the hallway. She looked at Ishaan, then at Mary with deep concern in her expression before continuing with what she had overheard, “What I did hear … I am not sure I understand.” I was lying on my back in front of them as she worked her magical ointment into the areas that hurt. Junior laughed, slinging his fat fuckstick again and again into Heather's eager, and by now well fucked, cunt hole. FUCK ME DAVID, FUCK ME HARDER, I WANNNNNNNNNNNNAAAAAA…….” "So," James asked eventually, "What magic trick will you teach me next, Mistress?" Her pussy spasmed around my fingers. Hardcore I love you and I want you to be happy. She pumped her hand up and allure down my shaft and licked her lips again. I paid for dinner and we walked out adorable with a very affectionate Betty clinging to my arm. No, even if he wasn’t Dominion, every instinct in their body screamed that the man before them had to be killed. “Sounds perfect,” I said and kissed her. feels like it is alive!" “Drink petite lots of water,” said Ji-Min. Luckily there was also a service station and a motel near the restaurant. We were just walking across the dam when I heard a helicopter approaching. Ah, which was, by the way…?” Then with a firm thrust from his pelvis he spears deep inside my body. “Everything peachy?” Sandy asked me when I reached the boathouse door. She then hops out and we get everything out of the car and go inside. Our doorbell rang at 8 on the dot.