Being Mr Millers Slut Part 3
Introduction: Continution of Mr. Miller series Fall was coming soon. I realized that it had been almost a year since Mr. Miller had raped me in his cornfield and turned me into his personal fuck slut. In that time, Id finally grown but only an inch, I was now 49 not even quite five feet. My brown hair hung down to my back now long and thick, and my tits had finally pushed past my B cup and I was wearing a 32C bra at just fourteen. Id heard my mother say, when she thought I couldnt hear, that it...