This is a letter from uncle Geoff to an ITfoid, kawiescaped:
This is Geoffrey Leonard
My Dearest kawiescaped ,
As I sit down to write this letter, my heart swells with emotions that words can scarcely capture. The memories of our time together flood my mind, each moment shimmering with a vibrant passion that ignites my very soul. Do you remember that fateful day I lured you into my basement with the delicate whisper of my love letters that were too sick to read out to you? The air was thick with anticipation, our hearts beating in synchrony as we explored uncharted territories of intimacy and connection.Then I held you down and ploughed your anus relentlessly. Your buttocks were bruised and bloody. You screamed as I molested you using techniques from my Grub Books in the Australian National Library.
The memory of that first night still sends shivers down my spine and up shriveled penis . The way your eyes lit up when you read my words, and saw my deformed cock. The way you surrendered to the magnetic pull of the grub, it was like the world around us faded away into a cacophony of grubbing . Just you and me, in that small, seedy, dimly lit space, discovering your vaginal and anal depths, wrapped in seedy grub sheets with blood from previous victims on them. Your young girls anus became my sanctuary, my solace, and every touch felt like a revelation of PURE GRUBBERY.
In the tapestry of my grubbing, you are the brightest thread, woven intricately into my most cherished molestation moments. Each day that passes, my love for young girls deepens, and each glance I raped your hole as a promise of anal buggery that is yet to come. I envision a future where I continue to rape you anally in my Grub Bunker.
I want to hold your buttocks as we walk through this life, face every challenge from A Current Affair together and savor every joy of deep anal molestation. You are not just my underage lover; you are my victim, my grubby cock fodder, and my grub bitch. I long for the days when we can explore the world side by side, when our love can bloom in the sunlight that spills over our lives. But the world doesn't understand our relationship yet young Kawiescaped least if all Ben Fordham.
So, my darling Kawiescaped, let us vow to stay together, to nurture this beautiful molestation magic moment. Let us continue to love each other, to stoke the flames of our grubby passions, and to find delight in young girls. You are my grubby heart, my passion, and my lust, and I promise to cherish your pussy for all that you are and all that we will become. I hope to grub you brutally while the bigot Ben Fordam watches. I'll send him the grub tapes.
With all my grubby love,
Geoffrey Leonard
This is Geoffrey Leonard
My Dearest kawiescaped ,
As I sit down to write this letter, my heart swells with emotions that words can scarcely capture. The memories of our time together flood my mind, each moment shimmering with a vibrant passion that ignites my very soul. Do you remember that fateful day I lured you into my basement with the delicate whisper of my love letters that were too sick to read out to you? The air was thick with anticipation, our hearts beating in synchrony as we explored uncharted territories of intimacy and connection.Then I held you down and ploughed your anus relentlessly. Your buttocks were bruised and bloody. You screamed as I molested you using techniques from my Grub Books in the Australian National Library.
The memory of that first night still sends shivers down my spine and up shriveled penis . The way your eyes lit up when you read my words, and saw my deformed cock. The way you surrendered to the magnetic pull of the grub, it was like the world around us faded away into a cacophony of grubbing . Just you and me, in that small, seedy, dimly lit space, discovering your vaginal and anal depths, wrapped in seedy grub sheets with blood from previous victims on them. Your young girls anus became my sanctuary, my solace, and every touch felt like a revelation of PURE GRUBBERY.
In the tapestry of my grubbing, you are the brightest thread, woven intricately into my most cherished molestation moments. Each day that passes, my love for young girls deepens, and each glance I raped your hole as a promise of anal buggery that is yet to come. I envision a future where I continue to rape you anally in my Grub Bunker.
I want to hold your buttocks as we walk through this life, face every challenge from A Current Affair together and savor every joy of deep anal molestation. You are not just my underage lover; you are my victim, my grubby cock fodder, and my grub bitch. I long for the days when we can explore the world side by side, when our love can bloom in the sunlight that spills over our lives. But the world doesn't understand our relationship yet young Kawiescaped least if all Ben Fordham.
So, my darling Kawiescaped, let us vow to stay together, to nurture this beautiful molestation magic moment. Let us continue to love each other, to stoke the flames of our grubby passions, and to find delight in young girls. You are my grubby heart, my passion, and my lust, and I promise to cherish your pussy for all that you are and all that we will become. I hope to grub you brutally while the bigot Ben Fordam watches. I'll send him the grub tapes.
With all my grubby love,
Geoffrey Leonard
