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You are an eleven-year-old girl named Samantha. It's a Saturday and you are sleeping on the couch in your living room in your PJs. You glance at the clock and you notice it's six O clock in the morning. "Damn, did I fall asleep on the couch last night?" you mutter to yourself as you brace back against the sofa handle. Your family dog, already wide awake, notices you moving. He does a quick bark then jumps on your lap. "Morning, Ruffles," you say as you pat the dog's head. You grab the remote from the coffee table and turn on the TV. "Better to start the weekend with cartoons," you think to yourself. | You are an eleven-year-old girl named Samantha. It's a Saturday and you are sleeping on the couch in your living room in your PJs. You glance at the clock and you notice it's six O clock in the morning. "Damn, did I fall asleep on the couch last night?" you mutter to yourself as you brace back against the sofa handle. Your family dog, already wide awake, notices you moving. He does a quick bark then jumps on your lap. "Morning, Ruffles," you say as you pat the dog's head. You grab the remote from the coffee table and turn on the TV. "Better to start the weekend with cartoons," you think to yourself. | ||
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*[[ Let the dog continue but pay no attention to him. ]] | *[[ Let the dog continue but pay no attention to him. ]] | ||
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(CHAPTER ONE IN THE SEX AGING SERIES) <Started by Bentenmike, but got banned and now continued by Blueboy112 (same person)>
You are an eleven-year-old girl named Samantha. It's a Saturday and you are sleeping on the couch in your living room in your PJs. You glance at the clock and you notice it's six O clock in the morning. "Damn, did I fall asleep on the couch last night?" you mutter to yourself as you brace back against the sofa handle. Your family dog, already wide awake, notices you moving. He does a quick bark then jumps on your lap. "Morning, Ruffles," you say as you pat the dog's head. You grab the remote from the coffee table and turn on the TV. "Better to start the weekend with cartoons," you think to yourself.
About half an hour later, Ruffles nudges at your center. A chill is sent up your back as the dog's cold nose rubs against your pussy through the Pjs.
Should you...
