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Hey guys, time for another part :). I realize I'm gaining popularity in comments so I must keep writing. If you are new please read Part 1 from my very first series and so on or none of this will make sense. Thanks



Becoming Daddy's Good Girl Chapter Four: Sinning at the Club By mypenname3000 “And you are sure this is a good idea, dear?” Mother asked Daddy
I woke up with a start, looked down and see Amy, beautiful nude Amy, sweet little pregnant Amy, the hot little thirteen year old who brought me into this wonderful haven of six young little girls, all wanting my baby or is it babies



This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, or have any affiliation with the author. Chapter 2 A fortnight had passed since Harry and Hermione’s session and Harry had thought of nothing else since



I’m glad my car broke down My sister Janet and I were traveling home Saturday night after going to a family reunion about one hundred miles from home at a resort on the lake. My name is Paul and I am 22 and my sister is two years younger than me
I thought it was odd how all my relationships don’t seem to last very long. I was a kind of a ladies guy but none of the girls I had ever gone out with had gone all the way with me and that got me sexually frustrated



Warning: this story contains a rape scene. If you don’t like reading stories of such, then don’t read. Also, I do not condone rape this is strictly fantasy. And if someone does rape an individual may they meet justice and may it be swift and violent
XII. On the Road Again We were on the road before I woke. I don’t think there is a much better way to wake up than the gentle rocking and vibration that you get laying on a bed in a motor home as it goes down a turnpike at 70 miles an hour



This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, or have any affiliation with the author. Chapter 4 ‘Were you successful in your mission my Lord?’ asked Draco concernedly



My name is Seb and my best friend is Michael. We have known each other from primary school. We grew up together and experienced what ever life through at us, sometimes good and sometimes bad



Some Training Required Amy was sitting in front of Josh’s computer; she could not believe what she was seeing in front of her eyes. Josh was usually very conscientious about shutting down his computer and now Amy knew why



Alexa had come to this particular frat party to get fucked - and getting fucked she was! Fed up with bad dates that went nowhere and relationships where her heart got broken, she'd decided that right now all she needed was a good hard fuck
continued from part 1 Jennifer gazed down at Allison, who was completely exhausted, and almost completely naked except for her bikini top pulled off to the sides of her breasts. Sweat glistened across every inch of Allison's body, and cum was dripping lazily out of her pussy



The next week was my next lesson and I couldn't wait. I took my time entering the changing room, hoping to catch the girls. I didn't wear my swimming shorts under my uniform hoping to be seen



My name is Jamie, and this is the story about how I went from a loving mother, to my son's whore. It all started when I decided to fly into Buffalo to visit my son. It had been several years since I had seen him last, mostly because of monetary reasons