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It was Friday night when I got the text. I was hoping to have a weekend to myself, but duty calls. I’m 30 and single. Why, you ask? Because living with a man requires too much compromise



‘If you are in my shop by the time I get back, I’ll let you suck my dick,’ The head mechanic, a tall bearded intense blue eyed man in his early 30s, father of four boys and been with the same woman 16 years rough told me



She was about 26 years old. She was an intellectually adept woman who was grew up in so-called normal circumstances and had the usual amount and style of interpersonal relationships and childhood experiences



Chapter 6 Monday came, and with it the terror of my next session. The appointment was at 3 pm and I didn’t know what to do. All night I twisted and turned in bed thinking about what will happen



Cool autumn rain pitter-pattered on the cobblestone walkway as James hurriedly followed Bayonetta to her new lair. They jogged from the car park to the entrance of a classy looking, unfamiliar apartment building
Copyright © 2016 Jax_Teller By Jax_Teller Previously in Chapter 2 The next morning we went sight-seeing around town and were heading back into town when my pager went off and I saw that we were being recalled to the ship, leave was canceled



Tales of an American Geisha-Slave-Boi Disclaimer Copyright, 2012, Patricia Steel () Do whatever you want with this story, only keep my name attached, please. Please report any and all orgasms arrived at through reading and masturbating to these words



Daniel marched the family into the unremarkable, remote, signless building. The door opened to a small empty waiting room. At the end was a clouded plexiglass divider separating a person from the room. Daniel walked over to the window enthusiastically, Sarah his wife followed quietly



I got home from Jennie's house and went to my bedroom. I share a bathroom with my brother. I entered the bathroom and stripped for my bath. I turned on the bath and went to my room for clean under clothes. Got them and returned to my bathroom


yeah <jen> you like the thought of rapeing me? <adam21> i want to dominate and pleasure your body in every way <adam21> punishing you and you love it <jen> oh yeah, tell me what your gonna do to me <adam21> rip off your clothes and tie you to each post of the bed



I woke up in the morning stunned with what Scott had said to me. He never wanted to see me again. How was that even possible? I was a varsity cheerleader he was the varsity football quarterback. But he said it and he meant it. My life was over
I’ve loved cheer-leading ever since I got into middle school. I feel like I’ve progressed a lot. If I’m ever feeling a bit down and think about skipping after-school practice, I just remind myself of my coach. He’s older, strict, tall and so very handsome



To Ebonhart When the ship pulled into the harbor, Lord Drad came out of the cabin, and made his way to the deck. His first command was to lower sails, and make ready to dock. All of the crew began carrying out his orders with a haste



Monday morning soon came around and Fiona was again off to work and too face her tormenter Steve, or should that now be her tormenters as Neal was now involved



My cousin my pet part 2 sorry this took so long i just got around to it kind of forgot about it my bad I woke up in the morning Becky was still curled up in her bed I let her sleep as I went out to the kitchen. While I was waiting for my toast the phone rang