Fantasy - Page 292
"You can't make me stay here!" Quinn said, spitting the words at her mother, kicking and screaming all the way from the car. They'd pulled up at the side of the road, miles away from anything else



Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Twenty-Four – The Potency Potion Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author
After Tomiko finished dinner, she staring at her laptop. The program was up, but she hadn’t decided what she wanted to do
"Oh, Ama," my father called from the living room. I sighed and closed my book, getting up to go to the living room. "Yes, father?" He was sitting on the couch in just his boxers per usual and was no doubt watching some kind of porn



If you didn't read the first part please do so. To all of those that wrote their comments to help me make my story better I thank you. This part is longer with the sex further away as I needed to develop the story. I hope you enjoy



*This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person living in the past or present is purely coincidental.* The CCD stood for “Community Center Dance”, which was exactly what it sounded like



Jack was rather confused when he woke up the next morning. He could feel that he was naked, which was pretty normal, except that he could feel a warm, wet sensation on his hard cock, sliding up and down on it



I could not believe that college was already over. My promise to the man I loved had seemed like one that was so distant in the future. We had known that we would get married once we completed college together ever since our sophomore years
Chapter 1 My story begins when my fam ily visited my aunt and uncle’s house over the summer. I was going into my senior year of high school and it was time for our fam ily’s annual visit to my Aunt April’s house



If you haven’t read the first part of this, here’s a quick catch-up… I ‘met’ my slave, Boy, a couple weeks ago on the forum here at xnxx



It’s Friday night, my friends are at parties, movies, or other places. And where am I? Rehearsal with An hour left. I just wanna go home! I've literally been sitting in the music classroom behind the stage for 2 hours. It's SO BORING! At least Sam is here. Sam



Philip Banks woke up slowly, to a headache, and a sound of his children laughing playfully. He opened his eyes, and saw his two young children, Jane and Michael, who were watching lights flying around the room



Mr Brennan sighed. He was working late again, forced to supervise a senior's work on his end of year assignment. To be fair, he really didn't mind all that much. The kid, Joey, was a real looker
vil's Pact edited by Master Ken Copyright 2013, 2014 The Devil's Pact, Tales from the Best Buy Incident The Number One Rule of Retail Chapter Two: Coffee After Work Note: This takes place on the Monday following the Best Buy Incident from Chapter 3, following Kevin Mattock



As the 28yr old brunette was sucking life back into the old man’s cock, a tear rolled down her pretty face as her thoughts traveled back… Her neighbor, Dave, was a fairly nice looking guy and had a really great smile