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Marcos and the girls took a carriage. The slave girls rode with Kaarthen in a wagon behind them. The ship they had chartered for the voyage was a caravel. A long slender ship with a single deck, and a raised half and quarterdeck in the front and rear
a few weeks since we last visited Les and his animals, but this weekend, we planned to spend all weekend with him, so early Friday night we got ready and set off, taking our stuff with us to use later on the weekend, arriving around 6 pm, a few cars in the drive told us things would soon get going
Chapter 5 I woke up to Cindy working on deep throating my cock. Her gagging, and coughing was what woke me up from a sex dream. I looked down to see her forcing her own head down onto my thick pole. She had made some headway though



My name is Josh but everybody calls me J.D.. I'm 16 and Caucasian but one of my grandmothers was Japanese. She had my mother when my grandfather was in the Navy and stationed in Japan. She was 12 years younger than Grandpa and they were never married



Ever since her father got back from the tombs of Urumi in ruins of Japan he has never been the same. The book he found was an ugly, old, rotten book that he said dated back to the days of the first sumurai. After Veronica's dad died she didn't want anything that remind her of him



This is my first story. The story is completely imaginary . Here I am going to explain you the sex experiences of a boy named rasmi with mother of his friend by blackmailing her . My name is rasmi (17 years) and I have a child hood friend named avinash(17 years)



Becoming Omega, Part 2 The bedroom door closed, and she ceased to be Elena. Silence, but for her breath, heavy now. Darkness. Nothing else. Her skin teased her with sensitivity



I’m Jim and at the time this took place, 5 years ago, was 45. I am 5’ 10”, 175 pounds, still in good shape, thanks to going to the gym a few times a week
Mindy stood quietly in the hall outside the hotel room door. Her whole body was quivering, in anticipation or fear she didn't know. After almost a year of interaction over the Internet she was finally going to meet him, her Master
Undulating Waves By rutger5 An Original Story Copyright 2017 [Dedicated to and inspired by the shades of those that have gone before. Small, petty minds can’t appreciate greatness but can only attempt to tear it down



The door jingled as it is unlocked and opened. He stepped inside, sighing after a long day's work. He hung up his coat and put his keys on the hall table before stepping further into the front hall. He smiled as he looked down at her


When I was growing up, my room was in the basement of my parent's house. It was pretty nice I had my own exit, no one bothered me. More or less, I had my own little apartment when I was still in High School. My parents weren't the type to keep too many tabs on me
Father Time Chapter 2 "The harvest" In the control room, Dr. Miriam Mauls received the collected specimen, and immediately gathered her personal belongings to leave



After that first day when my son Steve decided to make me suck his cock and then fucked me up the ass later that night, I thought that the days following would be awkward at home



Work was now a hell of a lot more interesting. Dan had requested that I be transferred to the marketing department where he could get his hands on me whenever he wanted ( and he wanted to a lot)