Posh Spice’s nipple is hard, but not as hard as her stern look. She makes me feel like I’ve been a bad boy and that I am in trouble, a lot like my foster mother did when I was growing up. Only difference is that my foster mother used to make me eat her out everytime I did something wrong, or sometimes she’d get me to slide my 10 year old arm up inside her, which I thought was weird, considering she was religious, but I guess when priests fuck little boys, there’s nothing wrong with other people of God doin’ it to and the one thing I can say is that I’m glad her husband just sat in the corner and jerked off and didn’t join in, cuz otherwise, shit woulda got weird and I’d be one of those weird molested kids you see crying on Oprah, where as Posh Spice doesn’t even know I exist.

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