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evade the annoying and pestilent character that was the former Dolly drummer Yuina), carrying with him a small glass bottle of a perfume he often found himself using, not so much because of its pleasing fragrance but because it was so cheap and readily available in almost any local convenience store

-collar with at 58 yrs of age she was married to her cuckold hubby Charles for over 35 yrs Nina was a 50 year old blonde with 40dd tits married to Ernie for 30 yrs she had sexy legs & a fat ass & filnally Joyce she was a 55 year old submissive who was married to her cuckold husband Bill

Copyright 2018 by the author. All rights reserved. EVIL DUDES-CHAPTER 2 By Randy MacAnus The four of us shared an old farm house, with a barn, a large yard, and a huge basement. It was roughly in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by woods

Mr Stephensons Fucking Machine Part 1. "Mr Stephenson is here sir" Arthur Cleghorn was a self made man, a man of vision, a modern man, a man prepared to embrace modern technology to its fullest degree

Chapter 5 “Morning, Sam!” A cheery female voice pulled his attention from the tablet as he stood outside pen 15. “Oh, hi, Emily

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

Controlling or Coercive Behaviour. Part 1 In an office down town Janie waited patiently for her appointment. She stared at a copy of Vogue magazine but she saw nothing

Disclaimer: This story contains incest, bestiality, rape and a lot other nasty sexual activities and is a complete work of fiction

Katie woke early the next morning, sped through her chores and started walking to Michael and Maria's. Her mind replayed yesterday's events over and over for her enjoyment

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = This short story was written for a painslut I know. My only relationship with her is that of friendship. She had been a "technical advisor" for several of my stories

Henry had now much business to attend to, I had none. I used to wander into the back street just as the men’s wives brought them their dinners, so as to look at them. They were not allowed inside, but if the men chose to eat inside they could do so, their wives waiting outside

This is my first story i would like some constructive feedback but try not to be to harsh thank you. :) He always had sick depraved sexual thoughts. He always wanted to dominate some high class stuck up bitch and treat her like the whore she was. It all started with his boss

My name is Debra. A couple of weeks ago I was looking for a gift to get my husband, Alan, for his birthday. Alan would be turning 30, and I wanted to get him something special. Alan had mentioned all he really wanted was me

"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

Hot breath slid over the expanse of my neck, the anticipation was killing me as I squirmed in the hard wooden seat