BDSM - Page 75


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My sister in law was staying at our house, she was working as a nurse, on night shift, and slept most of the day. One afternoon, when I was feeling horny, I thought I would have a few hours to myself, as she would sleep all afternoon, my wife was at work, and kids at school



*IMPORTANT* This is a new account for superkev123, I can no longer access my old one, so I am re-posting all my old ones here, and will also be uploading new ones. Chapter 5 It was the following Tuesday, lunch time at school



This is a story written by my friend and me, this is our first story so please give constructive feedback



Ona was still far from finished, my little display had added fuel to the fire and she wanted to make sure I knew my place. Her thrusts were deep and slow, taking her time to enjoy every centimetre of her thick six inches sliding into me



Just outside of Summersville, West Virginia, on route 19 there was an abandoned gas station. The local lore said that it was haunted and that anyone that ever went there went missing
<p>There had been no time for goodbyes. No time to pack or even to blow a farewell kiss to her homeland. There had been no time for anything.</p> <p>They had simply run



AUTHORS NOTE: Been busy with a lot of work. I've turned into a venture capitalist in IMVU and a lot of other endeavors (think sharktank). Imvu is a great tool for creativity



This is part two of a three part geek erotica story. If you’re not a geek, you can skim past the techno-nerd stuff and just enjoy the sex


Jen’s life – Chapter One Tonight is my birthday, and I am excited to open my presents. I have a new computer game from my father and mum, the one I have been wanting for ages



Chapter 5: Hannah vs. 100+ Outlaws Hannah did not know what time she fell asleep, but she did know that despite her fatigue it took her at least a few hours. She cried the entire time too


Jason Fremont sat on his bed, watching his sister “sleep” on the bed. She wasn’t sleeping, not really, he knew



Part 11: "Don't think you'll be able to break me so easily," Betty scoffed. Her pride was admirable, considering her position. We were in Elise's guest room and I had Betty tied to the bed with a bandana covering her eyes



I had never had a interview like it. When I was told I have interview the letter came with instructions, not the normal turn up on time but what to wear and how to wear it. It was only a pa job for a local business man



[Opening Theme: "Violet Skies" by In This Moment] EPISODE 12: "Violated by Evil! Fear Raider Attacks!" "Aw, too bad," the Tsarina said, taunting Jennifer while holding her tightly in a headlock