Boys and Teen Female - Page 125
- Chapter 1 Syracuse, New York. 2004. I always hated the ride back from work. The mundane, beat up factories from when Syracuse was a booming manufacturing city rolling past



Part 4 - Dana . It would be easy to explain why Father Everett Fontane was not going to hear a soft knock that was soon to come to his office door. It would be harder to explain why the chief priest of Pristine Valley would be seen laying with a blond boy on his office sofa



If you would like to see pics of the slut who is the inspiration of this story message me! -------------- Her name was Sara Sharrp, a super sexy 19 year old college student who was interning at his company



Oh thank god, thank god! I kept staring at the stick and I checked the box three more times to be sure. Just one line, not two. Negative. Thank god. I know you are going to think I am full of shit but I really didn’t know
Let me start with telling you a little about myself. I was 19 years old at the time, 6'5' tall and pretty much a sports jock. I played hockey, football and baseball throughout the year so I was in very good shape



Cameron Chameleon Chapter Two: Do Blondes Really Have More Fun? I managed to make it home from the school, stopping to change form in an ally behind a nearby petrol station



Story of a good friend It was one of those perfect summers where nothing went wrong and everything was perfect. Except for that fact that I was best friends with a girl I could never have



“Charmander, we need you!” The white light flashed from the pokéball in Ash’s hand and the fire lizard Pokémon appeared in front of him. Ash didn’t like using his Charmander, but Brock insisted on trying out a new recipe and they were out of matches. The Pokémon didn’t mind at all
bs to join during Freshers Week? I had some basic criteria: physically strenuous ok, team sports not ok, thinking ok, nerdy not ok; but, most of all, it had to be whatever those two girls over there were signing people up for! They were thin and beautiful, shockingly beautiful, with large breasts



My name is Aiden I live with my parents in a small town and in a small neighborhood. My best friend Courtney lives right next door to me, we have known each other ever since I moved here when I was about 7
Robin Makes A Decision by bodaciousbob © His hand had made his way up my thigh until his fingers were brushing the white cotton of my panties where they covered my sex



Zoë left at noon for her trip. She had apparently already packed and was ready, but her parents were under the belief that she wanted to stay the night with a friend before they left. So they had happily consented
Hello, everyone. It's been a while, hasn't it? Well, I'm back and I bring tidings of a new story. But first, let me talk a little about the old one. "Take it Easy" was an experiment. One to test both what kinds of things would work in a story and how people would respond to them



Follows on from story: James Bob and Abdul James went to school the following day as normal. He arrived to his form room. Nobody looked at him, nobody said anything about him as far as he knew. He sat down in his usual seat


When I turned about 5 or 6 I relized I could manipulate people very easily. I found how to get them and lied and got them to do whatever It was I wanted them to do. When I was about 12 I started to notice that my sister (age 7) had a nice firm ass.. (yes i know its fucked up but hey.