How Traditions Start – part 5
How Traditions Start – part 5 An original story by Starrynight. Enjoy: Presley woke up to a cold white winter morning. She opened her eyes and peered outside through the window at the snow-covered farm. It took a few seconds for the memories of the previous night to pop into her mind. She was not a virgin anymore, was the first thought to run through her mind, as a flutter filled her stomach. It was still early, and the house was quiet as Presley stayed under the covers, replaying the events of what her father and her had done last night. While still thinking about it, Presley slowly slid her hand down her body and under her pajama pants. She combed her fingers through her bush, sliding them along her pubic mound until she reached …