|friendship is chickins|
milk mare my frend day1you was 14 yares old. you love milkmare so much. you read all the comics and seen all the pichers. you pray to her every night before bed. thanking for the life you have been given. milkmares is love you say,milk mare is life. your father comes to your room and calls you a fagot. you knew he was jellouls to your devoteion to milkmare so you call im a cunt. he slaps you and sends you to bed. when you was about to go to bed you herd a dooebell. your dad paid a milk mare to give you and your father milk. when you opend the door it was milk mare. she hold a pice of paper saying im udery in love with you. you were so happy. you and milk mare whent up stares and whent to bed. as you two go to bed you move close to milk mare so much that your hips touch her tits.milk mare my frend day1 by jlongtheheghog
you loved every moment of it and you felt secure and safe. milk mare when back a few inces thinking that your a creep. you exspane that you been bullyed every day at school and doing what you just did made you feel safe and secure. m
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