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I come to you my lover, ready to let down my walls and open up entirely to you. trusting you with all my being, to reveal one of my deepest derires I have acquired a new toy for us, an elaborate cock for us to play with..
Aaron Smith walked down the same hall he did every day. Girls and guys past him by and he judged each one. He thought about the fun times they were having and he was missing out on. But little did he know that today would be his lucky day
I remember seeing her, it was after the football game. I have been sitting on the sidelines, back up receiver for the team behind the star, Malcolm. He was pretty much the king of our high school. You know, loved by all and has all the talent and is going places
This is a different kind of story for me. It's a romance, which seems to be the direction I've been taking lately, but one with a twist. Constructive criticism is welcome. I hope you enjoy. The light fog added a moisture to the air



How Polygamy Begins Hi, My name’s Jason and I’m a young atypical guy, not quite the Dungeons and Dragons living in your mom’s basement type, but not quite good enough to hang out with the cool kids either. I have spent my life stuck in the netherworld of loneliness



Spying on my cheating wife. My name is Tim. I worked the second shift at the plant. One day when I arrived for work I had a few minutes to talk with Ron, one of the day shift workers that I knew. Ron was thirty, about 6’2” and slim



Please read Parts 1 & 2 for a better understanding of this chapter. Names have been changed



Laney Peterson was incredibly happy about tonight. Her best friend, Paulina, was sleeping over. Or, at least, Paulina had been her best friend a few years ago, when they'd started high school. But then Laney had gone down a dark path and Paulina had become one of the popular kids



“wake up…” I heard a voice say gently then I felt something warm and wet against my mouth. “mmm…” I moaned turning on my stomach pulling the pillow that was underneath me closer. “fine if you won’t wake up then I’ll….” the voice said then I feel a wonderful sensation in my ass



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She waited anxiously for his release. Two months of expensive, brief calls and visits led up to this. As she sat in the lobby she thought of his gorgeous brown eyes and his warm smile. She gleamed in anticipation



Daughter’s Accident When Chelsea was nine, her mother died of cancer, and I was left to raise her alone. This was not a problem, because Chelsea was smart, active, cute and all around, a “good” little girl
The Story of Ann Chapter 4: How to Hate Men without Really Trying Rick came over for dinner that Sunday night and he made a good impression on both grandma and on Frank. He was polite and kind even helping grandma with the dishes. Rick also found out that I had a child



Chapter 1 – Rescue from the Third Reich Wonder Woman was flying her invisible jet as fast as she could towards Frankfurt, Germany. She had just learned, through her alter alias of Diana Prince, that her friend Steve Trevor had been captured
Walking towards what you consider your doom, you are filled with a sense of fear and dread. It wasn't a surprise to you. You were the worst cadet in the Flyers. It was a shock you could even walk on clouds, let alone even move them