Debbie2, Part 2 of 4. Wow! the bitch cummed in my mouth and I loved it and couldn’t get enough of it. After having my cock royally sucked off by her hot fucking mouth. It was now my turn to return the pleasure, as I love to lick pussy as much as ge
Eric went to Angela and Sherry. Jason went to Jennifer. The men had their shirts off, but left their pants on. The bulges at the crotch told the girls that their dance had turned them on. Eric picked up Angela and Sherry, and carried them towards the
The storm blew over in five days but Jerry and Prudence spent the full week at the cabin, usually with his cock buried deep in the little slut’s cunt.
It was only then as they were planning to leave that Prudence realized her dilemma.
London : The Sequel
The next morning my mom yelled at me while I was in my bed . It was Alex on the phone , I don’t think I ever ran that fast . Arriving downstairs my mom was waiting for me , holding the phone , smiling . I smiled back
The girl had finally become self-aware.
She knew what she was and she knew why she existed, but knowing these things didn’t make things any easier for her. Up until a few days before, she had been a statue, a hunk of marble cut into the shape
“Screw the shrew.” That’s what his friends were telling him but they just didn’t get it. He was trying to screw the shrew but she wouldn’t let him.
William knew Hillary was teasing him mercilessly and yet, he was helpless to resist. He knew it
A 38 year old female with long blonde hair was walking along the shores of Ontario Lake, enjoying the peacefulness of the calm water.When she decided to go walk on along the pier and sit awhile and just have some solitude of her own. However she thou
Isabella Fiorillo giggled as she hung up the phone. “It seems a most peculiar thing has happened to my ex-husband,” she said in mock surprise.
Her boyfriend raised his eyebrows. “Oh,” he asked, “and what might that be?”
“It seems one of
I didn’t know that my boss was a lesbian. Not that it mattered, of course. I mean, she was still a bitch and it didn’t matter whether she was a lesbian or not.
Of course, even though I didn’t give a damn whether she was a lesbian or not, I’m s
Since ever I’ve been having sex with Shikha, I get the feeling that I’m not satisfying her enough. I’m sure the problem is not with me because I can please women from my previous experience. I have noticed that my girlfriend, shikha, isn’t that much
The night began like so many before it. A cocktail party held by clients at their offices: a large , airy hall enclosed by glass, surrounded by woodland. From the outside, the building glows it’s own ususual, artifical light. Vardi lightly playing
Public Poke In The Park
I was sitting in park on a beautiful spring day. I had my back to a tree
and was lost in my book when a couple came and lay a blanket down
on the ground close to me.
I was a little annoyed
The year was 1872. Cowboy Jim rode into the dry and dusty
town and headed straight to the cantina. He greedily glugged
down a beer and then a shot of tequila. Now that he was
watered he had other needs to attend t
N’Tressar grunted in exasperation. He was stuck again.
He probed the magic bonds tying him to his bed. Dammit. Sapphire. What is she even trying to prove? He struggled, couldn’t get out.
He muttered angrily, “Nadalas…um, it’s not fun
This is further explanation of what happened to This is further explanation of what happened to Candace and Olivia in Part 1
Candace and Olivia
From Mistress to Slave
“Alright slave, you may stay a slave until you think you are r
This is an extension of Part 1. This is what happened to Mistress Olivia because she was naughty.
Mistress Olivia Part 4
“I’m sorry Kenny,” Mistress Olivia begged, “I really am, I just wasn’t thinking.”
“Olivia, you ar
The awful room. That horrible hollow sound when you walk in. The memories of excruciating pain. That is what flooded the minds of the slaves, as they were lead into the room. They knew why they were there. They had done
The slaves are having dinner, all sitting very quietly just as they were trained to do. All the slaves know there is no talking, and no moving at the table. See, the slaves are shackled into their chairs.
So far dinner
this is my first story
John Wildman skillfully maneuvered the big Lincoln through a maze of traffic and on to the off ramp of the expressway! As he slid into local traffic he adjusted the radio for some easy listening and thought to himsel