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Clara arrived at church one hour before service start time as she had been instructed by the priest. She crept in slowly; unsure of what would be waiting for her



Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Eroticism Chapter 10 - Power and Lust Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author The end of the feast was called



The comment section has been restricted due to the abuse of spammers and other idiots. Members feel free to comment or PM me. This story has been edited to meet the new age rule. Lucky Teen’s Night of Horror It was a beautiful fall evening



When the last man left the party, it was just Liam and his petite Asian slave again. She was lying in a fetal position on the ground, passed out with her mouth open in a pool of cum around where she sucked dick and couldn’t swallow all the cum



"Dad!" she whined. "Daddy that tickles!" "I know it does, baby. I love it," he told her. He was on top of her, in her bed, crushing her against the mattress with his big beer belly and his thick, hairy forearms were wrapped around her



Tarnheim Academy, Part One My name is Heather Gringsworth, and this is my story. I was raised by my parents in Essex, in the very lap of luxury. I lacked for nothing, and enjoyed all the privileges of wealth and status



Isabella laid broken, her face was covered in the cum she had thrown up



Dear Reader, This is the continuation of a narrative that began with “A Couple’s Play Day” and “A Couple’s Play Day Part 2 – Consequences and Exploration” you may want to read those chapters if you have not already done so



The next morning I somehow convinced my mom to let me go to Scott’s for breakfast. We had a really nice breakfast and a good visit with his mom. As soon as breakfast was over she said she had to go to her mother’s and asked him if he needed anything



I'm a submissive bottom, sometimes crossdresser. Basically I am into everything except scat. I especially love being abused and humiliated by whom ever is using me. I had met this guy online and agreed to meet him in the local park, late at night
its been a few weeks now and i have been living as a woman. although i still have a cock its strictly for my sperm. my misstresses milk me often and then sell my sperm on the internet



There’s a pretty useful interstellar law that got passed decades ago: if you catch a stowaway on your ship, you can do whatever you want to ‘em without ‘em having any way to stop yayou They passed this law to discourage spacings
Well, here I was, in Miss Lem’s establishment in Seoul, South Korea, sitting in her nicely appointed Reception Room, which could well have been called her ‘Recovery Room’, since I was recovering from a magnificent blow job just done on me by the Madam and one of her little girls, named Jasmine



The evil farmer It is the near future and after several wars, crime and violence is still endemic as the police are very thin on the ground and in places it is chaotic with the law frequently ignored



To put things into perspective, I’ll start off by introducing myself and the various characters involved in this segment of my life. My name is Ethan Parker and I am 17 years old. I am currently a junior attending high school in a northern US state