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Molestation Is Tragic and Costly
Our single mother had to work. My brother and I, his sister, were latch key kids. He was seven and I was five when it started.
We had a huge house and all the best toys. Boys started coming home with my brother. We eventually started playing “show me yours “ type games. My brother didn’t participate but he didn’t object either.
It progressed to older and older boys. I handled dozens of hairless and more mature cocks. One was even placed against my hairless vagina. Never sucked one to completion but jerked plenty to flying cumshots.
Eventually Mother put an end to all of it but the damage was done. I have lived a life of drug addiction and therapy. Nothing good came from those times I was playing with dicks. I should have been playing with dolls only.
Bullshit! If you had been forced to do those things, you may have issues from it, but you willingly did it so if you have issues it’s because your mother made you feel that way. Stop blaming your past for your drug addiction. You are a weak person and you need a slap from reality.