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32 DAYS BEFORE THE CONCERT “So Kurenai- sensei, why are you doing this for us?” Naruto and his new wife Hinata were at Konoha Teahouse with Kurenai sipping warm tea from ornate glasses



Walking along the road on a cold winter night in Wisconsin, cars passed by honking their horns. Shivering cold, I didn’t know how much longer I could go. I didn’t know where I was going, didn’t really have a place to go. I just knew I couldn’t stay there any longer



For those with a short attention span, this may not be for you. There is a lot of story background, not just sex. Thanks to those of you who have liked the story so far and I hope you enjoy this just as much


“Woowee! Yeah! Another shot, please!” I cheered as the bartender slid another shot glass filled with Tequila down the bar to me. I caught and gulped it down in one swift motion. I shook my head and shuttered at the sting as it slid down my throat and warmed up my midsection even more
Discovery, one of the greatest fears he has. All others take a backseat to his fear of being discovered indulging in his passion. You see Kyle is a cross dresser. Like so may others he doesn't know where this desire to dress up came from, but soon it was too strong to ignore



By now the room has warmed considerably and you are warm from your bath. I dry you with a big fluffy towel, slowly massaging your shoulders and arms and legs as I do so. Still, I pause every couple of seconds to kiss a different random part of your body
June 1st 2003 I still remember the way the new house looked, and how happy my mother was when she saw it. We'd never lived in a nicer, quieter home than this. It was very secluded, and deep in the forest, but that was her dream home, and I was happy for her



First and foremost the true author of this is King Of Rejects. It is his story and I have not altered it in anyway. I do have his permission to repost these. Enjoy -M After what happened with Amy and I it was the best sleep I ever got in my life



This is a continuation from Part 1 - this is true and happened a couple of months ago, only the name has been changed. If you like anal sex, you will enjoy this story
Now I love a big black prick as much as the next white woman, but when the six men, or should I say nearly men, holding guns, and knives somewhere on their person that were attached to those pricks, and directing their anger at my presence in their territory, well it can be somewhat disconcerting
Note:I didn't write this. "Yea I thought the singing was OK but I don't really go for that style too much" "And the girls?" Brian prompted me. "Oh come on Brian leave him alone we all know he's not really interested in girls
Cheryl muffled a scream in the pillow, as Chuck pulled his cock out of her dripping pussy, ramming it deep into her tight ass
Cathy again: My second offering of ELG stories was, as I expected, not that well received, except probably by the few girls who read these things. So I wrote this from scratch. It's sort of SF, but mostly sex. Jenny is a horny human female



Chapter 4 Lily whimpered with her face to the ground, feeling more humiliated than ever in her life. She felt like she was doing something wrong, something dangerous and unwholesome. She was with Xavier behind the university gym, enjoying the privacy



it was December 24th and it was my two year anniversary with sky. i don't know how i survived through it. since that night with Chris i haven't been the same. it's only been three months but I've noticed I'm more dominate. sky planned on taking me to his parents house for Christmas