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“Professor, is that you?” I was walking through the American Airlines concourse at LAX, through security and headed for the gate of my redeye flight headed back east. I was already tired, and annoyed that I would have to connect in O’Hare in the middle of the night
Someone recently sent me a story which had a Brittany Spears theme. It got me thinking. Do you have any idea how much I hate that girl? I mean really, I can't stand her. Pop icons in general really piss me off, but her in particular
"Are you coming in here or what?" Emily yelled as i was still on my way to the room. Not yet but i will be i thought to myself. As i entered into the room i saw the most glorious sight i could imagine



Saturday morning, my last day in England, as I woke, I turned to cuddle Pauline, but found the bed empty, I listerned, the sounds of her having a oragsm filled the room
A little about me. I am in my mid 20s, Asian, and 6ft average build. i always believed myself to be straight. Then about 5 years ago, i was convinced to try having sex with a guy. After that, I became hooked on cock
The first time it I had sex with another was when I was in middle school. One day while I was at my friend Mark's house, only his brother Jacob(20 at the time with a 8in penis), him and I were at the house his parents had gone out of town and would be back the next night



ter 1 Good Morning, This is Jenna with T&J Productions; may I speak with Debbie please? Great, I am calling to see if you are still interested in a position with our company; you are, great can you be in for a second interview with my partner this afternoon about one, great, he will see you then



Point of view: Victoria The night after I first touched Theodora, I did not sleep. I kept dreading the next day. I was positive that she would hate me. I kept my distance from her for nearly a week. All the while I was positive that she and Luther kept fucking behind my back



The Son of Lust Chapter Twelve: Dominating Her Brother's Women By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn't write



(Chapter Four) Like the others, Shandel had been brought back to his red-draped room after his match. He sat with legs crossed on the soft rug in the center of the floor, staring intently at the plastic dinnerplate that rested on the rug in front of him
My wife and I have never dated any other race than ours and we never thought about it. My wife actually cannot stand black men. She thinks they are rude and disgusting pretty much the same way I think



Dear Forum, I am writing to tell about something that happened recently with my Wife's friend Amber who has been staying with us. It was early Tuesday morning and I was crashed out



Author's note to readers. Nothing about this story is meant to portray any of the characters are under eighteen years of age despite the obvious sexual immaturity of the main characters. Also this story features themes of rape, sexual slavery, bestiality, and incest
Sunday morning in camp looked almost like any other morning in camp. To an untrained eye, nothing was amiss. A sole figure moved through the camp. It was the Nebraska undergraduate with the full torso jaguar tattoo that hadn’t been there the morning before



THE BEST MAN FOR THE JOB By MakeItJuicy4U “Man, do I hate Mondays. I’m so stressed”, Michelle thought as she sat at her desk pretending to work