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title: The Life of Erika author: Scarlett Blaze part: 1 summary: The Good Girl keywords: f+m, m/m, anal, bd, 1st, humil, nc, oral, teen, tg, tort Hannah was a pretty 13-year-old girl who stood just a bit over 5 feet tall with long curly red hair to the middle of her back and green eyes



Chapter Four Holly was lying on the bed, bored out of her mind and lonely. It was Friday night, Isaac had left that morning, and for three days, she was alone
Jemma then takes her hand off my cock, pulls it out of my shorts, and offers it to Miranda, who slowly lifts her hand off her mound and accepts Jemmas, who pulls her in and then shuts the door



The Futa's Mind-Controlling Panties Chapter Nine: Futa's Mind-Controlling Mistake By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Chloe Quick Panic swept through me
Randy Rachel: Cockhunter “The weekend starts here!” That was how Jools Holland would introduce the music programme The Tube at 6pm every Friday night in the early 1980’s
It was a Monday night. I was tired from work I grabbed something quick to eat and took a shower. I decided to turn in early. It was not later than 8:30. I no sooner got to the bedroom and the phone rang. I reluctantly answered it. It was Denise 2



Miranda Wilde. Lance could stare at her for hours. Getting wank material was as easy as opening up an image search and typing her name. She was one of those women who looked amazing no matter what hair style or outfit she was rocking
THE GIRLS NEXT DOOR – CHAPTER 3 I awoke the next morning to find myself naked in my mother’s bed, facing her with my hand or her ass
On day Ralph Upchuck was getting ready to go on one of the high speed internets so he could download the Google. Ralph was waiting for the virus protection to kick in before venturing into the high speed internets. Ralph always used virus protection when he was surfing
“You like that baby” Gail said to me lustfully never taking her lips more than a half inch away from my cock as I watched her lovingly rub her face all over the wide prick
Paul, My lover was working on Valentines Day 2005 and was unable to see me so he arranged to take me out for a celebration dinner the following Thursday, that was an evening that I will remember for ever
"Son, are you trying to tell me that this is really your driver's license?" It was a Friday night at the end of my sophomore year at college. A cop had pulled me over as I was driving home. "Yes it is, Officer



Author's Note 1:These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy



In a darkened room, lit mainly by candles, she awaited Him, nervous, excited
The doorbell rings. I am standing at your front door, wearing a not-so-long black coat, that ends suggestively mid-thigh. You invite me in, licking your lips in anticipation