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For the next couple of weeks Janet was having an amazing time. She would have sex at work with either Clyde or Earl, and sometimes both every couple of days, and then she would go home and have sex with Robert as well



I opened my eyes, blinded by the sun pouring into the room through my window. I rolled over to look at the clock. It was only 9AM. I tried to go back to sleep, but I just couldn’t. 9AM on a Sunday was too early for me. I was usually asleep until noon at the earliest
My name's Megan and I'm sixteen years old. I'm about 5'6 and have a 36 c sized boobs and a huge butt. Wouldn't say I'm the dirtiest girl in school but I wear a lot of tight jeans and low cut shirts wear if you go on your knees and look up you can see my boobs
It was a gorgeous day, the sun was shining bright and it was exceptionally warm. What a great day to go to the beach. It should not be too crowded because the kids were still in school
Druids Ordeal – Chapter 5 by E.Y. Toad Ardy escorted me back to my room. We stopped along the way to get an extra two buckets of water and I spent most of the morning cleaning the gnomes semen out of my hair and pubic area
Truck Ride “Get dressed my slutty little slave; we are going to the truck.” Those were the words I awoke to in the very early morning darkness after master’s arrival
After speaking to Stacey about what had just happened; she understood what I was going through but couldn’t help. The next four weeks were the same; Tex would fuck me on consecutive Thursday’s; then disappear somewhere for the next two



Harry potter and the power of the Peverells Chapter 1 Fire at the Burrow Harry was sitting in Ron's room in his pyjamas when he heard a crash outside. Waking Ron, he ran outside to see what had happened and to his horror, all he could see was fire



Welcome back faithful readers Without further ado, more dirty writing. Okay not entirely dirty writing, it’s a story about a journey. My journey for the most part, but not just mine



Fbailey story number 296 I Had To Share Her With Her Father Charlotte was the cutest girl in my class and she agreed to go out with me. I was the luckiest guy in the world. Charlotte was fifteen years old and sexy as hell
I’m a big girl now! The first real breaks are now just starting to take place in our quadruple homicide. Kristen Foster still remains in a catatonic state locked away at the Camelot Clinic. As we speak she is currently hypnotized by Dr



Please read Part’s 1 & 2 of My New Neighbors in order to make sense of this story. Thank you. As I said, while Troy was away for the two weeks, Benny was at my place almost every day. One day, we decided to go play tennis nearby



I had no idea how long I’d been knocked out for from the punch dickey had given me and it took me a good two minutes to pick myself off the floor properly and to get my bearings
My name's Tyler, i am 14 years old. Short dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. I am around 5'4 with a 5 inch cock. I had 7th hour Gym and it was the last day. We had done a 40 minute run test. Mr. Warko our gym teacher was quite a stud



"Do not tell a friend anything you would conceal from an enemy." -Arab proverb. *** "There is, of course, the tale of the man who built a horse of ebony that flew through the air with its rider—" "We've heard that one already