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All the way home, I thought about what we had just done and worried if she might actually become pregnant. I didn’t hear from her for awhile and never again had the opportunity to be with her, but Hope did visit the school where I worked a few other times, and we did speak to each other, and make eyes at each other, but we never would hook up again. I still fantasize about her and remembering the time we got to spend together just like it was yesterday. Whenever, I find myself thinking about Hope, I usually end up masturbating, and wish that Hope would again want to be with me. Introduction Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34AA–24–35 95-pound figure with blondish hair. In 1998 I quit my boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England. It was a brave decision to make as I’d applied for the job after seeing the job advert Big Tits in a BDSM magazine that someone had left in Fucking the hairdressers where I worked. I didn’t really know what I was letting myself in for, but I really did need to do something because my life was so drab and boring. Even the interview for the job was unbelievable, but I was so desperate to change my life that I did everything that was asked of me, and I was finally offered the job. Shortly after starting the job my employer (Jon) told me to write a Journal of my new life, and he has since created a web site that it is published on. http://www.asstr.org/~Vanessa/ If you care to read my Journal you will discover that my relationship with Jon is rather different to that of most employee and employer, but I have easily come to realise that I have a life that just could not be more satisfying or pleasurable. 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. 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 now gone completely the other way, and get a great thrill from letting other people see my body. I amazing 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 me to stop writing my Journal in the summer of 1999, but has recently asked me to document, some of 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 Babes good enough Hardcore to copy. I’ve started thinking that way as well. I drooled. Smiling to himself, he could have amazing picked out the virgin and the reward whore without knowing anything. Vickie looked shocked at her nakedness then noticed the imprints of Babes rope around her breast and arms. Emily didn’t know what to say. “She couldn’t wait to get into the kitchen,” She said with a laugh. “I had a Hardcore great time with my buddies. “I wanna be...” she leaned closer, almost whispering “kidnapped.” “And I’m telling ya, you see those girls in there?” He nodded at the house. She jumped as the fabric wedged between her sensitive lips, digging into the skin. Her body jolted and tossed under me as her pussy tightened even tighter around my cock. “No. I w want to go home … to S-Solstheim.” And Willowbud will need you, Astrid. Yup, had to be that prick of a father of hers, to get her mother this upset. Fucking Everyone Big Tits was exhausted and fell right to sleep in the quietness of their partner's arms. Her hands started moving faster, pushing firmly against her breasts. She said, crossing her arms. So, he asked if I'd ever wanted to try.