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Continuing the story where I left off ENJOY :) I had been fingering my hole on a daily basis because my itchy spot had started a craving deep inside me and the only way to satisfy it would be to poke and rub it repeating an endless cycle



The Breaking of Tracy part 2 Preparations I personally have four bedrooms at the estate. My main bedroom is on the third floor and is decorated in imported Italian marble. The bathroom is the size of a low income house in most civilized worlds



Scott Clair hated his whiteness. He wasn’t able to articulate it exactly in that way; he claimed to be coming to terms with his submissive nature and his overwhelming desire to serve the Black race
Angel A Novel By: S. Stevenson The Selection Part One The Meeting Having picked up her luggage, Angel walked out of the terminal and into the bright sunlight



David was getting more and more uncomfortable the longer he waited. He had done everything that Cady had asked for, now all he could do was wait for her to arrive. David had arranged everything with her and followed her instructions to the letter



Ian was loving his new life. It cost him about $1 ½ million dollars, but he was free. He arrived here about a month after he said his last “good bye” to Heather and was already making his plans. He moved to a small town on the southern U.S. on the Caribbean coast
We had been out in this hellhole for almost a year now and it was obviously starting to show. Everyday the same routine..



This is my first story. Any comments would be greatly appreciated. "I'm going to tell you about the time I went to the gym and I havent been the same since. It was a Thursday back in Februrary. It was a cold day out so I put on my gym shorts and threw my jeans on over them



Saturday at lunch „You told her? Are you crazy?“ Jenny can’t believe what her step-brother is telling her. How does he not realize that this was a bad idea? “Of course I told her.” Steve says, “You don’t build a relationship on a lie



Mrs. Lucy Harper (43) bawled her eyes out all evening worrying about what to tell her husband. She had tried to protect her teenage son, Brian, from a gang collecting on his gambling debts
Hello readers. I know some times there isn't much sex in these stories, but bear with me. This is the set up for the rest. After u get past these parts there will always be sex. Just hang in and I promise you'll have something good to read. They took their bags and went to the car



Hey, I’m back and if you read the first part of this story, well then here’s what happened next… One morning after my girlfriend left for work, I got Kyle to come into the bedroom



***Warning, the following work involves the topics on incest, nonconsensual sex, bondage, and mental conditioning. All Participants are over the age of 18, and this work is a complete work of fiction and has no basis in reality for any persons



Mia's Fantasy - Ch. 3 - Final Chapter Mia didn't know how long it had been since Noah's three hired 'rapists' had stormed their house and helped Mia fulfill one of her darkest fantasies - being held captive with her husband and raped



The Royal Flush Prince William looked around his room nervously; the sexy Lucinda had draped her sexy body over the chair at the corner of the room