Bestiality - Page 61
Chapter 4 I got back to my place and called Paul. I had to know how everything went. We talked forever it seemed. Like when you are a teenager with your latest boyfriend – except I didn’t have to hide in the closet so my parents wouldn’t hear me
Taking Staci My name is Staci Adams. I am 5'9 with short blond hair and big blue eyes. I have been modeling since I was 16, so I stay in shape. My legs are long, lean and muscular but my large 36c breast and young athletic body are normally what gets me my modeling jobs


Naruko stood naked outside the great gate, one arm crossed over her breasts and the other covering her hairless cunt. Her head was turned aside shyly. “I'm not sure about this” she said, her voice hesitant, lacking any of its normal fire



Scarlett stood precariously in his new heeled shoes, eying himself over sceptically in the full-length mirror Mayla had been so kind as to provide him with. She had been so kind as to provide him with a lot of things, actually
Summary: Kylie makes a thoughtless promise to her boyfriend which she's unwilling to fulfill. But there is a solution..



This account starts in the second half of 1993. I was a sergeant in the R.A.F. and was based at R.A.F. Henlow in Bedfordshire. I was in my final year before discharge and, as was customary, was taking my turn to run the Sgts Mess bar
Livia backed away as her employer emptied her stomach on the precious red carpet. Drops of cold sweat sprang from her forehead; the gaze of pity the other was sending her was everything but reassuring. She didn't feel that different overall though, grander, more bubbly maybe



When Christie awoke she had no idea where she was. Her head was groggy, and as her eyes cracked open slowly, she realised that her head had been bleeding, the dried blood splitting as her eyes opened



I wake up for the nth time to the sound of my big brother beating me about the head. “Time to get up no-dick. I ain’t driving you to school.” “I’m up, I’m up. Go to hell James


Torture/rape/dog/horse Torture “Comfortable?” His sardonic smile didn’t quite make his eyes. She looked at him through tear swelled and reddened, half closed lids



I walk into the clinic and am greeted by the receptionist. “I have a 2:30 with Dr Green” I announce. “You must be our new lactator – were you told not to express for 8 hrs before you arrived? I nod my breasts swollen and sore
Hi, I’m Brandy. I’m 28 yo Bi Sub, 5”4”, 115 lbs, blonde hair, brown eyes, 32C breasts with permanently erect nipples (have been my whole life), and a shaved pussy. I’ve been a Sub most my life although I didn’t know it for quite a while



The Elder Scrolls I : Rise of the Sword-Runners Arngeirr was crouching close to the forest floor as he skulked along the trail, stalking his prey. His hands were dirty, mud and moss clung to his Banded Iron Armour, his long golden blonde hair hung over his face, damp with sweat
I have to admit, the idea of sex with animals has always been intriguing to me. Just to look at me, you’d probably never guess the wild ideas that run through my head. I'm a 33 year old married mother of 3 with a college degree and a career in the medical field



9. Day Three Tina had slept very little. She was in fact becoming very weak. Even if she had been given food of sorts, the spread-eagled position she had been in the past 48 hours was taking its toll on her. The stench of her own waste in the cage was nauseating