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I remember riding over with my friend, Carson, to his girlfriends house. He always used to tell me how great she was at sucking cock. I can remember him telling me that he was going to try and get her to suck my dick because he knew that she would do anything he asked



Harry walked in to the Gryffindor common room to see that almost everyone had gone to bed accept for a group of boys sitting in a circle on the ground. "Harry, Mate. Come join us we found this book of truth or dare and we need to have an even number of players
It was singles night at the local night club and like every other 20something single or not I was there. I wasn't trying to find a girlfriend, merely a conquest, a girl to have my way with and leave. Boy did I find one



Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Part 7 Ginny ran out of Luna's house quickly and made her way down the path towards the local village. She needed some time to think



Becoming Sadi: Part 3 Hey loves ^_^ sorry for the wait on any new content. But it's summer and I have been out and about enjoying the new weather! Hopefully this story make's up for it ;) enjoy! The sliding door from the back porch area closes as Sadi and Garet enter the house



People often had the wrong impression of Ted because of his height. His ancestors came from Norway and he was 6’-4” tall and was very muscular from hours spent in the gym, so many people thought he was not that intelligent



I stopped. I got off the bed. Gina was still blindfolded so she had no clue what was going on. I thought to myself My mom is gone for the whole night. I have a girl who has to do whatever I want. Lets have some fun with it
It was never questioned when to do it. It was never questioned why I would do it. Not to me at least. I couldn’t control it. I just knew it felt so right. From the time that I was 7 years old I knew I had an affinity for feeling like a girl



WHORE WIFE THE BURNING QUESTION – AM I, OR AM I NOT: She rang the doorbell of the Beverly Hills Hotel suite and waited, looking gorgeous, voluptuous and ultra-hot in a small, tight, molten gold party dress that was meant to drive men crazy



Few months past since Alvin and Kristie did something. But since Kristie was called onstage with the chipmunks, she's gonna be the guest of their mall tour later on. The chipmunk's assistant, Stacy called her. "Hello, is this Kristie?" Stacy asked
Throughout my childhood and adolescence I had one friend above all else; Alex. We were neighbors when we were five and first met, doing normal kid things. When we hit middle school our bodies and personalities started to change



David was about to climax while watching a nice tight young teen get pounded by a giant mknster cock in the throat. The girl was a small dirty blonde girl wity blue an B cup tits. She was tan without any tanlines an had a slim figure but a big tight ass
My friend Alex and I were closer than we ever were. I came to his house a lot, despite the fact that he lived in a residential neighborhood (which I hated). We would play video games on weekends or head to my house to be outside. This summer however was different
This is a true account of a night I will never forget. It all started with a phone call early one morning from my Aunt Cindy, who lives in Alabama, she said that her daughter, Hannah was flying up to visit the family and was wondering if I would be able to pick her up at the airport



Futa's Naughty Scented Candles Chapter Four: Futa Seduces Her Mom & Big Sis By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to my wonderful beta readers! Asuka Takamaki The front door whisked opened and closed softly, the knob turned to keep it from latching