She loosened her gown. It fell to the wayside. She cupped her plump, succulent breast and squeezed firmly. Gazing at her reflection in the mirror her head fell back. Her mouth dropped. A bead broke her brow. She moaned. Sliding her hand down s
The night was hot and sticky; I had dozed off on the couch watching some infomercial for the Garden Weasel. The VCR flashed 12:00, 12:00 over and over again. It was almost hypnotic. The static from the television hissed much like that of oceans surf
When it comes to sexual fantasies, most people keep it in their bedroom or atleast the act of sex is involved. But are there any women out htere who have a fantasy which not involves sex, but just having total power and control over a man? Not really
Please feel free to comment! And I started with Chapter 3 because that’s the first sex scene.
She was having dinner, alone, with Ian, again. They had been seeing each other for almost 6 weeks. Every night it was something different
Putting the finishing touches on my lips i stand back from the mirror without really seeing i know that im pleased with what they will see,there illusions shall be,there fantasy’s meet and my deep burning hunger will be satisfied before the dawns lig
As the master rode off with his play sack to oversee the vineyards I allowed myself a brief moment to check my list of chores for the day. With a sigh I head up to the master’s chambers to see if those lazy bucks who’s job is the cleaning of the ma
I was finally on leave and a permanent stationing on earth. I have spend more than a year since the war piecing back together our forces in the Trans-lunar area had been harder than the Archon had told me it was going to be. Let me introd
I threw one end of the rope over a low limb of the oak tree, the other end was tied to the cuffs on the girls wrists. I pulled her arms up over her head until she was almost on her toes, her ankles tied to a short (about 2 feet long) spreader bar. As
Donna was stirkeingly beautiful, she had long hair black as coal,long shapely legs,afirm but soft ass and large full breast that commanded attention with nipples that begged to be sucked and a sweet mound of a pussy that tasted like pure sugar cane.
From the time mark popped uot his mothers pussy it was very obvious that he was strangely handsome and had a natural sexiness to him. The nurses would all fight over who feed him,dress him and change him. Mostl they would cuddle him close to their
Tossing and turning, Page Barlow tried unsuccessfully to find a comfortable sleeping position. She rolled over on her side, only to see the dim red numbers on her bedside clock show that it was now three thirty in the morning. She groaned and said ou