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Tony was right, actually. preteen naked vagina Lillian and I
had this connection like long lost sisters... lovers... playmates. I was surprised.
After all, Lillian is so much older than I am. Hell, she's got daughters
older than I am. She has a completely different perspective on the world.
At the same time, she spent so much trapped in her marriage that going to
school and "playing the field" seems to have unleashed this insatiable tigress
that preteens incest has the means and savoir-faire to satisfy herself.
Confidence. That's what a girl likes. Hence, my attraction to her and to
That Christmas break, I couldn't go home. Mom and Dad were going to Grandma's
for the holiday, and I videos fuck preteen had to be back at school much sooner than they were returning.
So, I stayed at school with Lil. With just the two of us (and few others) in
the sorority house, we didn't have a lot holding us back. So, for New Year's,
we tried nude sexy preteens
Downtown, there are a few drag clubs where men dress as women and sing. "Birdcage"
kind of stuff. We heard through the grapevine that there was another drag little preteen virgins
Kind of a reverse "Birdcage". Women dressing as men! Now, I'd seen a whole
thing preteen ebony models on MTV about these and, at first, I wasn't interested. What I'd seen
had women dressing up as Eminem and other rappers that, to be honest, did nothing
I changed my mind when Lil did some investigating. Her girlfriend, Karen,
knew the place. Very high end. preteen rape stories
Actually preteen stockings model owned by a guy who owned one of the
other clubs. Insisted on flash. Insisted on showmanship.
O.K., that's the rationalization. In reality, I saw the brochure. Call me
crazy, but I've always had a thing for the young Wayne Newton. When I saw that
the headliners were "Wayne Newton" and "Elvis Pressley" (Lil went weak at the
knees at the preteen russian masterbation thought), I ran out and got tickets for the New Year's show.
That night, we were dressed to the nines. Lillian gallery nymphets preteen actually went out and bought
a new dress. Lots of sequins. Very sparkly. sun child preteen
Of course, I liked that it was
backless. After many early mornings looking on her naked back, I liked that
others were going to be able to see it too. I, on the other hand, took another
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up the thailand preteen models
side, thigh high stockings and heels. Underneath, I wore a matching
lace bra and panty set. Red. Something told me that was the color. As if
to say, "Yes, I'm THAT hot!". Finally, I put on my Grandmother's pearls.
So, out we went wrapped in our winter coats on our way to see "the boys".
The club was nice. Not lavishly decorated, but classy none-the-less. They'd
apparently been open for a couple of months. The owner had a reputation for
rewarding clubs preteenmodels galleries
that did well. So, when they opened, preteen fucked free decorations were a bare
minimum. When they made more money, they looked like they made money. His
other club, the one with the boys pretending to be girls, started out in the
remnants of an old strip club... and not a nice one either. Now, it was the belle
of the ball.
Once inside, we checked our coats and found our table close to the stage.
On the way there, we met with some friends of Lil's, Jacqueline and Iliana.
Actually, Jackie and Iliana. Jacqueline looked more like a Jack or Jackie than
a Jacqueline... if you know what I mean. Iliana, on the other hand, was stunning.
She and Lil apparently liked to shop together, chinese preteen tits or so I got that impression.
Jackie greeted preteen sun bbs me warmly. So did Iliana. They both gave Lil a look that says,
Later, Lil explained, kind interracial nude preteen of cryptically, that they had helped her admit who
she really was. No reservations. Knowing Lillian's appetites as I had over
the previous few months, I almost felt like I should thank them. But, considering
they were out for the night without their two girls, I figured it best to leave
them by themselves.
Besides, the show was starting.
"Ladies, ladies, ladies... and gentlemen," the emcee looked vaguely like Ed Sullivan,
but she had the voice down pat, "welcome to our New Year's eve show! For the
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to show you an allintitle preteen model
array of talent unlike anything you're
ever seen. Talent that's rock solid. Talent that's dream girls preteen stronger that steel. Talent
with the stamina of a mountain ram." The barrage of sexual innuendo was getting
to be too much.
Just in time, some one in the back, obviously preteen girl nightgowns with a head start on celebrating,
shouted, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, but will they fuck me?!?"
Ed Sullivan preteen tgp amateur
blushed. "As I tell all the boys in back, whatever happens between
you and the ladies stays between you fresh preteens movies and the ladies."
The show soon started with a comic looking a lot like Rodney Dangerfield.
Certainly not as funny. Then, there were a couple of other groups that, honestly,
did noting for me. Next, Lillian's favorite.
We played it up! Screams! Wild applause! Lillian, along with half a dozen
others, threw their panties on stage! I can see why too. This Elvis was something!
He was the young Elvis too. White jumpsuit. Cape. Hips swiveling all over
the preteen girl forums place. Lillian was melting in her seat.
After a couple of songs, Elvis sang "Love Me Tender" and picked Lillian out
of the audience to serenade. She was smiling and laughing. She was almost
crying too! I've rarely forum preteen pics seen her get this emotional outside of talking about
her girls or Karen. This performer had it all: moves, songs, weeping women.
I was impressed.
Afterwards, Lillian calmed down and had a couple glasses of wine. Then, as
my main event was about to take the stage, she turned to me. "Katie, " she
had this preteen models nipples look like she was about to ask permission for something, "would you
be upset if I went..."
"Went backstage to meet `The King'?"
She smiled and blushed at the same time.
I put my hand on hers. "Go ahead, baby. I've got my hands full with Wayne!"
Her smile was infectious. "But I want details later!" She kissed me and scurried
off like those girls you see running after the Beatles... or, N*Sync... if twelve
year olds wore evening gowns and two hundred dollar pumps.
What is it about Wayne Newton that gets me so revved up? Keep in mind, the
current Wayne Newton does nothing for me. In boys preteens naked the same vein, the thought of
being with the old Elvis has Lillian saying she'd rather be with her ex-husband.
I'm much the same way.
The young Wayne Newton, however, is "da bomb". I'd noticed girls ever since
I hit puberty, but once I saw preteen on preteen tape of the young Wayne Newton, I was a goner.
At that age, I preteen models forms can't tell whether he's a "he" or a handsome looking "she".
Then, I noticed girls that looked like him. Masculine. Almost androgynous.
The most beautiful person in school could boy preteen pictures make a pass at me and I'd be unfazed.
I'd handle it like a champ. If one of these girls would ask me about homework,
I'd be lucky to spit out a coherent sentence.
So, imagine my state as Wayne Newton took the stage and started serenading
us. Actually, he serenaded me. fprbidden preteen girls To everyone else, he gave the searing, performer's
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connected. I know, that's what he does. He's
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I gave that a thought... until...
He brought women up for each of his songs. Sang to them while looking into
their naked preteen modeles eyes. Everyone melted. I wasn't the only preteen legal incest
one with a love for Wayne.
Afterwards, he'd lead them to their seats, preteen thongs desing
hand on the small of their backs.
Finally, preteen lol pitcures he sang "Luck Be a Lady Tonight" and preteen usenet gallerie brought me on stage. Oh, I was
amazed. It wasn't a preteen girl bbs romantic ballad, but I was his. I was totally his. The
energy. The electricity.
The hand on my ass as he seated me afterwards.
Once the next performer took the stage, I was starting to wonder about Lillian.
But, I figured she must have gotten her audience with The King. So, I wasn't
going to worry. I was just going to sit here, accept drinks form the occasional
woman, have some small talk preteens en naturism
and then diffuse the situation when I mention I'm
waiting for my girlfriend to finish balling Elvis. Just like guys, most butch
women, at least in my experience, take blunt hints the best.
Another one approached. Actually, the tuxedo told me something was up. Only
the club preteen saxy employees wore tuxes. She was tall and broad shouldered. Hair slicked
back. She crouched down and handed me a card. "Miss, are you preteen child fuck available to
meet with Mr. Newton?"
Shocked, I preteen hardon pic looked at the card. "I would love the honor of meeting you. If
not tonight, any time that's convenient for you. `Wayne'"
I still felt the hand on my ass.
"What about my friend? How will she know...?"
The Tuxedo said, "Ms. Lillian is in with Mr. Pressley. We'll keep your table
and look after your things. If Ms. Lillian comes out, we'll be sure to let
her know where you are."
I smiled. "Let's go."
Backstage, the Tuxedo opened the door to the dressing room. "Ms. Katherine,
Mr. preteen pussy pis
Wayne Newton." There he was in all his splendor. Tuxedo jacket. Bowtie.
Like a cherub version of Dean Martin.
"Ms. Katherine," he said as he walked across the room, "so pleased to meet
you. Thank you for coming back and agreeing to meet with me."
I extended my hand. He took it gently and kissed it just around the knuckles.
I wanted to just gasp. Instead, I said, "My pleasure."
"Would you like some wine?" It was the same wine I'd been drinking all night.
Damn, I was so flustered. I could barely talk. So, I decided to take the approach
that preteens raped photos many do, "Let them talk. I'll pretend to listen while I fantasize about
their hot perspiration dripping on my equally flushed skin." But, Wayne wouldn't
hear of that. He kept asking me questions. Who was my companion? Was it serious?
What brought me to town? Was there some pthc preteen links jealous person he should keep an eye
out for? I spoke as well as I could, but it was difficult. The sight of him.
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"Would you like to dance?" I smiled and nodded. Before I knew it, I was preteens fucked movies wrapped
in his strong, teddy bear-like arms. At first, we were at arm's length. Slowly,
we drew each other closer. Eventually, my arms were around his neck and his
hands were back on my behind. Strong hands. On my flesh. I preteen maxwell model rested my head
on his shoulder and enjoyed it.
Wayne pulled back to look into my eyes. "Katherine, thank you for coming to
see me. I do appreciate it." I just closed my eyes and parted my lips. preteen rape porn
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know..." Just then, soft, wet lips pressed against mine. The hands slid from
my ass to my back. My arms pulled him closer if it was possible. I just
knew I had this teen idol in my arms and his tongue was teasing my lips on its
way to my throa
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