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My Weekend with Carl Carl arrived at his slaves house at 5:30pm, half an hour late but purposely done of course


Paul and Tina have been married for about 6 years, and have a 3 year old daughter. Instead of taking their daughter to a daycare, they have a babysitter come in to watch her during the day



In the Emperor’s Harem 1. “Do you know who I am?” I asked the chained girl in front of me. The woman looked so small cowering in front of my erect manhood. She avoided my gaze and knelt in silence



Chapter 4 “I just don’t understand what happened?” Jax spoke to Tyler as they rode in the front of the bus on their way back to gray rock. They continued the discussion as the boys complained about not getting to see the girls and such. The whole bus ride back was noisy



Abusing Nadia – 3 Her eyes opened quickly sensing the unfamiliar surroundings. Immediately, she remembered. Him, fucking her, him, shooting his spunk all over her face. Her pussy quivered. She reached up to delicately press her fingertips against the cum on her face



in case you didn't read part one let me catch you up . It started with my cock and balls wrapped tight in pantys and ended with 4 wicked mistresses teaseing the head of my prick till i blew the best cum of my life



Dr. Giordano’s Office Poring over the submitted papers, I heard but the tiniest of voices from behind me. “Professor Giordano?” Sitting in my office chair I turned around slowly
I met her in the park, she was sitting alone on a bench. I was on my way to the house. It was autumn, so it was quite a cold day, she was dressed only in jeans and a thin blouse, she was shivering and looked lost. I walked to her. “Hello, are you waiting for someone?” I asked



When we arrived at the video store, I obediently got out of the car and followed Grandpa inside. I should have realized that it was an adult video store. No romantic comedies here unless they involved anal from the pizza guy



It was a cool autumn night and dance music was pumping in the stuffy nightclub “Euphoria.” It was a well known haunt for graduate students and other young professionals a few miles from campus



I found her completely naked on her knees in front of the open refrigerator. Her tiny, plump breasts were pushed together, little pink nipples erect in the cold as she held the can of whipped cream in front of her. A little cream was on her bottom lip



It was an overcast and mild day in mid-June many years ago and I was just nineteen. I was staying at my uncle’s farm to help him out a bit as well as take a little time to figure out my plans for the future
Andy Wackerman was hanging out on the steps of the high school one afternoon, waiting for his mother to come pick him up, since he'd had chess club this afternoon



This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, or have any affiliation with the author. Chapter 9 Harry and Hermione were sat on Harry’s bed in Shell Cottage, in deep discussion about where the final horcrux could be hidden



Copyright 2019 by tcs1963 All Rights Reserved (WRITTEN FOR THE KAW 14) (Writing Competition) This story contains aspects of Bisexuality, Homosexuality, Female and Male Domination, and Force or Coercion. Please have an open mind