Fantasy - Page 333
This story even though fantasy. It has many true events. My name is Steve, I’m in my late thirties. I am in realtor. I found myself downtown meeting with some clients. I have a fiancé who was in Mexico on a girl’s vacation. We have dated for 5 years. I have a good group of friends



The Breeding Bench I lead you into the room slowly my left arm encircled about your waiste my right hand holding one of yours,I grin as I watch you shiver and tremble slightly in the cool air as it caresses your mostly nude body,I mummer softly take a step my pet..
It had been almost four months since the last time I went out with Jack with out Tom. I couldn't stop talking about how Jack and his buddies had totally used, beat, tortured, degraded and humiliated me. Cy was living at our farm, in the apartment over Tom's garage
e: Virgin Controlled by Her Daddy By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Deidre Icke, President of the Institute of Apotheosis Research, marched through the halls of her office building, the florescent lights flickering, the walls painted a mellow beige
As the school day wore on, my guilt became stronger. I felt awful for kissing Dan, but every time I thought about it, his soft lips on mine, his big arms wrapped around me, I got a bit of a hard on. It felt so wrong-but it felt so right
Tension Silver and gold, only knights who held such rankings were present in the war room. Many grumbled in annoyance at their participation, having been busy the night before in stopping the fights in the streets
As he walked into the library, the first thing he noticed was the librarian. She was a quiet, timid woman, someone whose husband always took her in the missionary position, with it all over in forty five seconds



The Battered Lamp Chapter Eleven: The Heart of the Warrior Copyright 2014 Notes: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this. All characters in this work of fiction are 18+
I walked into an adult store to buy lesbian videos. I have always gotten off on watching women get it on together. I even masturbated to one in a store that had booths where you could watch videos. I also buy lesbian magazines
sex with a teacher i've always been taught by the same french teacher for five years now since 7yr and we've grown a very good friendship. I always had a thing for my french teacher miss Adams a skinny blonde, 21 not very tall and good set of boobs about a double d
Craigslist is the closet gay sluts best friend, especially when you are a major freak in the dark. The ad read horny bottom with rape fantasy. I hit accept on the terms of use with the ad for a big guy who would love to help play out my rape fun



Part 3, House Hunting After I left the shower too, I dried off and walked into the bedroom. There was Leia changing nappies in the nude. Her 34A breasts were hanging down, swinging free. I lay on the bed next to the boys
My Name is John, I’m forty-four and my sexy, hot BBW wife Deana is forty-two. Our sex life is hot, and satisfying. However, lately we have been talking about adding some spice to our lives. One idea that we came up with has us both excited



This is the direct continuation of the previous chapter, which I cut in half for length. If you want to see how the characters got here, I recommend reading chapter 19 -phenylalanine Sam was the first one out



The boy looked like a beat dog as he walked in between the three women who brought him. Shakia shared a smile with her comrades. There was much for him to learn yet. And they were excellent teachers. He was new and yet to be introduced to the torture chambers