Cum Swallowing - Page 313



No Introductions In memory of an actual encounter. Although some of names have been changed, To protect every one involved. First of all to give some explanation, it’s late winter early spring now. I’m out in the yard getting things ready for summer



Chapter Two: Riverwood “Uncle Alvor, hello!” Hadvar said as he walked up to the small smithy by the riverbed. They had walked into town just as the sun was setting and Carthalo was looking forward to a good nights rest, a dragon attack and a brutal rape was enough for one day



This is a “prequel” to my story “College Girls,” posted on this site some time ago. The two young men in that tale, Dan and Tom, were juniors in college. This narrative begins near the end of their sophomore year. It isn't necessary to read one to understand the other
Things did not change that much between Anna and her brother. He still made her work, still made her allow him to grope her whenever he wanted, still maintained his outward distaste for her. But he was kinder to her, and he grew more so as the days went by


“Mr. Rolen!” shouted Amy when she recognized her father’s buddy and co-worker. She was attending her university’s job fair and had noticed the company her father worked at represented. “Amy? Ha no way,” Bill Rolen responded. He stepped over to embrace her
“Ssssshhhh” she said as he took notice of how her legs laid over the side of the bed. “Relax” he heard after he clenched his buttocks tight into the mattress. Connor knew he needed to calm down and catch his breath for a minute but he missed her touch



Michele was an incredible beautiful 16-year old. She had dated in school but felt strangely attracted to her 13 year-old brother Mike. Last week she caught him masturbating in the bathroom. She went in her room and Masturbated thinking she would love for him to fuck her



It was another bright spring day as James and Bayonetta made their way up the long walkway to Jeanne’s estate. The compound was well fortified with a chain link fence, a brick wall, a guard station and several guard dogs
The coxville chronicles. Chapter 1: Roadside meal. (inspired by works from the Pit/John persons) "That's racist and you know it
I’m Jim and at the time this took place, 5 years ago, was 45. I am 5’ 10”, 175 pounds, still in good shape, thanks to going to the gym a few times a week



The next morning, Sofia woke up slowly. She sat up in bed, and stretched, as she always did in the morning. She opened her eyes, and looked around her bedroom, still half asleep. And then it hit her. She was home. Sofia’s eyes shot open, as she remembered everything that had happened
other story has parts of this one due to me writing this first and the other story was to test the water I ran off the stage and hid amongst college grounds on the science lab steps where my drama teachers Nicky and Kirsten eventually found me with my head resting between my knees alone and upset
I consider myself an average guy. Not average in everything but when things are rounded up, average. For instance, I’m a few inches taller than the average guy and a few inches smaller when it comes to endowment. I used to be a very good athlete, but not a physically gifted (i.e



Cock Worshipper – Part 6 One more thing happened when I was 19 that still lingers in my mind actually in an amazingly erotic way. I kid you NOT, this, like all of what I am telling you about, is TRUE



When I was 9 yrs old, I used to go out to play in the woods behind my house, and quite often saw older men playing with themselves, but as a innocent child, I did,nt understand what they were doing