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I've always been a heavy drinker and I tend to just pass out on the bed. One night I came in and sort of passed out halfway on the bed on my stomach with my butt and legs hanging off the bed
Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Part 5 Sunlight crept through the bedroom window onto Ron Weasleys face causing him to wake up with a start
My school was GREAT! All boys, nuff said. I was one, a boy who loved boys. I was in Heaven for those five years, watching the boys go past and mentally undressing them. I even physically undressed a few, but that's still hush-hush



The Rakshasa's Heart Chapter Three: The Rakshasa's Whip By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Princess Malakisha – Ankush, The Queendom of Naith Queen Adroyna was dead. My grandmother. The longest-lived queen in Naith's history



“Good evening. Is this Ms. Croft I'm speaking to?” “That's correct.” “Wonderful to hear from you again! What can we do for you this evening?” “I'm at the Pan Pacific Hotel in Mariana Square. Room 1612. I'd like some company for the evening.” “Very good, Miss



She heard his key in the door, swiftly followed by his footsteps coming up the stairs. She raised her head from the dick she was sucking – “Bastard” she thought. He knew she was “entertaining” tonight. The body beneath her grew rigid as the dick she’d been sucking shrivelled



The Chauffeur……The Revolution, The Evolution By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2018 Chapter 1 As Jill and I arrived at the airport, we saw the Jaxson’s plane landing. Jill was very excited, as a Marine she always flew those large uncomfortable C-130 planes



The Chauffeur (#25) The Weekend (part 2) By: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 When I woke from my nap, Jill was snuggled up to me, Ronda had left us, and Dave and Marsha had also vacated our bedroom. I got up, used the bathroom, and brushed my teeth



= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Olivia's alter ego Oyly is released in a public performance


It all began with with a camping trip when I was nine, I had seen my dad's dick and ever since I had been wanting more than anything else
We had moved into a new house and were slowly getting to know the neighbors. On one side of our house was a single woman. She seemed middle aged and was relatively unattractive. Being married and basically more gay than bisexual, I did not pay much attention to women



Toby stood at the photocopier. Watching it churn out reams of paper bored out of his mind. He didn't know how the secretaries coped. He'd go absolutely mad if he had to do this all day. He wished his assistant Jenny was here



t;>>>>> CHAPTER 1 : Flight to London >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> "LAST CALL FOR FLIGHT 1624 NON-STOP TO LONDON HEATHROW AIRPORT!" "Shit!" I ran down the terminal in
This is part one of a series of stories. I once read a poem that stated, “This the way the world ends, not with a bang, but a whimper.” It is not an entirely inaccurate description of the way my world ended. Though there wasn’t even the sound of a whimper to announce it



Chapter 1: Happy New Years Rose was anxious for Tony to get home. She had cleaned the house, and prepared food for the nearing New Years Eve party. It was Tony’s idea to host a party this year, and it was their first New Years together