Confession Point

When you must confess!

Back in the “Good Old Days”, when moving pictures were about the only entertainment available, I’d take my dear, sweet Daisy to the picture show. She’d sit on my lap and wiggle around the whole time we were there.

Daisy would hike up the back of her skirt and take off her underwear, but leave on her stockings and garterbelt. I’d unbutton my trousers and pull out my fully erect penis.

When she settled down on my lap. she would fully impale her twat on my erection. By the end of “coming attractions”, a couple of newsreels, a cartoon, a Flash Gordon serial, and two movies, I would have ejaculated inside of her four or five times.

It turned out that my dear, sweet Daisy was a very “Fertile Myrtle”, if you know what I mean. Five children in all.

She passed away back in ’91, and I miss her terribly!

And I miss the “Good Old Days” and all those many wonderful trips with Daisy to the moving pictures show!

God Bless You, dear, sweet Daisy, wherever you are!

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