I laid my head on Jasmine's beautiful chest as I heard her heart beating. I could still taste her delicious nectar in my mouth. She laid there looking so precious so innocent. Her eyes slowly moved down to look at me. I felt her love intensely.
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I woke up really early that Sunday morning. All night I could not sleep just thinking about Jasmine. I could still feel her soft lips on mine. She was just so amazing. The way her body felt, the way she smelled. God I was falling in love with my own

My younger sister, Jasmine, was only 15 at the time she had run away from home. She'd been sneaking out in the middle of the night to go out with her friends and finally our parents caught her. They had grounded her, giving her very little freedom to