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I’m a 59-year-old retired police detective who enjoys extreme jogging, reading mystery novels, listening to music and dancing. I have been described as loveable and generous, but I can also be described as very suspicious minded and a bit stern



Taken By Lesbian Warlord Chapter 1 Iona sat in the corner of the felt tent, trying to be as quiet and inconspicuous as possible. The men of the steppe, clad in their supple leathers and luxurious furs, had sternly and forcefully directed her to stay sat, and stay silent



Aunt Bella’s Story My named is Todd. I am a forty-five years old divorcee, and I love sex. I have known since early puberty that I was addicted to sex. My virginity was taken by my cousin, Sandy at a young age. She helped me learn the intended use of my cock
Jake awoke to the morning sun blaring through the now open windows. He lie naked, covered in bodily fluids from the previous nights fuck. He sat up groggily and looked around the empty room. It was now clean and all the furniture had been put in its proper place



Thursday "Deviant?!" Startled, Sofia stopped in her tracks and focused her attention on the vaguely familiar girl facing her. The two young women were of an age, both attractive, and otherwise as different as night and day
Today's incident had escalated yet again and today he had slapped her across the face



The Joker’s On Batgirl INTRODUCTION: Attention - this work of fiction contains scenes of comic book violence, super villainous rape and bad puns. It is not a “safe space” and no doubt abounds with micro and mega aggressions



The house was quiet when I came in from the garage. As I set my lunch pail on the counter, I looked out the kitchen window. Ginny, my wife, was sitting on the chaise. She was rubbing sunscreen on her legs. She was wearing her string tie bikini



Author's Note This portion of the story covers chapters four, five, and six. If anybody has any feedback or requests in the comments, I'd be happy to hear 'em! A brief synopsis of the first three chapters if your'e starting out here: Brian and Ashley are dating
However, not every family is like mine. Most so-called ordinary families are governed by what is known as the “Westermarck Effect." That just means that they are not sexually attracted to one another, but several studies seem to contradict the standard view of the Westermarck effect



Writers Notes: Hey all due to a hand injury my writing will be a little slowed down. I am not going to stop writing just going to take my time. Also working on a second story which there is no connection to this or my other two stories
After my Sociology class, I decided to call Ryan back and ask if he wanted to grab lunch. “Hey, you got my message?” “Yeah, I did, you wanna grab lunch?” “Sure, see you soon.” Ryan seemed sort of anxious and nervous on the phone
Lily woke up slowly from her bed. The morning light shone through her window giving her the illumination of a godess. She was smiling as she woke, her dream was good but she could not remember what it was



It all started in the summer when I was 15. My parents weren’t around much, and the few friends I had were all away for the summer. I had decided to get a head start on my next years schooling by taking summer school



, but horny, I knew Grant had most likely started to fuck her because of his morning woody, and was warming her up for the days fun, so I pulled Liz into the shower, soaped her up a bit, then I got her to kneel down, and saw Grant with cock in hand, I said how would you like some more water over you