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** with the snow plow guy
When I was 13, I wanted so badly to be touch by an older man, even **. I wanted it SO bad. My room was in the back of the house, and we lived next to a office building. One Late night, we got lots of snow, and the office has someone come plow the lot. I was so desperate to be touched that I opened up my blinds, and pressed my small ** to the cold window. I hoped the snowplow guy would see this and want to ** me. I sat there, rubbing my self on the cold window, praying he would see me. I guess what I hoped was for a big, harry old man to come climb through my window, and force me to have ** with him. I don't think he ever saw me. Part of me still hopes he did, and maybe pleasured himself in his little snow plow truck
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