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Try as I wanted I couldn’t stay away from those toilets. The memory of my depraved pleasure in sucking on 2 cocks and being fucked played on my mind



Winter runs over to Sasha and is curious about what she is yelling excitedly about. She walks over and Sasha hands her a birch bow and a quiver of arrows



I was almost done with my time being grounded. This was the last weekend I'd have to stay home. I'd get my tv and phone back plus I could go out again. Home by 10:30 but at least it was something. My sister was still super pissed I wouldn't fuck her anymore
brown hair down to the small of her back with matching eyes; her breasts were firm, perky 34Ds; she had those big, full, pouty lips that were obviously made to be wrapped around hard cock; her legs were crazy long, firm, muscular & smooth, forming a wonderful ass with just the right amount of jiggle



MY SISTER & THE EXCHANGE STUDENT PART 11 DINNER & A MOVIE Rach followed Lidia into the house while I extricated my bike from the jeep. As I parked it in the garage, I tried to will my painful hard-on down



Full Circle – Chapter Seven “Whatever it is you’re doing don’t fucking stop you’re driving me wild” she moaned loudly as her breath came is gasps. I couldn’t believe that she had slept through all that. Well she was awake now and I was just getting started



How do you know when you have met the one? Does he arrive on a magic carpet, declaring his love for you, then you feel your heart bursting out of your chest (but in a less gory way). Or is it more simple then that? A simple feeling of joy you feel whenever your together
It’s Sin to Kill a Tomboy By Millie Dynamite He hated her, little overachieving, athletic, ripped teen girl who made his son look as he operated in slow-motion. She could pitch, catch play any position infield or outfield



Sandra stood in front of her mirror. The silky black sundress hung above her knee. She once worried that it wasn’t high enough for it to be considered sexy
Introduction. Here we are. You and I. Together in this special place out of the rain. The dusty air is thick with the aroma of storytelling as we make our way between row upon row of well-thumbed books that pack each straining shelf to the heavens
I’m on the road towards Wyoming on Pale Horse and I’ve been going for a few hours when I get a phone call and answer it on my Bluetooth. “You’re calling me, who are you,” I ask my caller



Chapter 13: Ellen Duffy’s Demise Less than 50 miles away from where Hannah was suffering, inside a tavern also owned by the Outlaws, another whore was having a miserable night of her own



A/N - It has been a long time folks, I've missed you all. I'd like to say a huge thank you for everyone who has supported me over the years. As I have mentioned in a comment in Part 8, I haven't been well for a while and have been writing sparingly over the past two years
It was that time of the year again: the end of the year orchestra trip. This year, they were headed up to Boston for the music festival (that’s what they call the competitions). It was my senior year, and he knew it had to be the best one of all



Sometimes I dream that I'm seeing a therapist to talk about my weekly sins. After telling him about a few of my exploits he informs me that he thinks that hypnosis may help with my nymphomania. I am reluctant but I agree to let him hypnotize me