It was the day on Tuesday at the end of March, when I finally saw her. I stood at the window, looking down into her blouse as usual. She was dressed in comfortable Low Cut Spaghetti strap top with ties around the shoulders. Surprisingly, that got Junmyeon off of you. And her father had just left for work. He fucked you hard and fast, managing to stay quiet as he held your leg with one hand and gripped the headboard with the other. I made a mental note to go buy some new plants for sale.