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She kept distracting me from the game. Ill bet she never even knew I was looking. I vowed to change that one day. All I could focus on was her thick white thighs



“Hurry up we already 20 minutes late”, yelled Zodais from the drivers seat of his new 2009 Dodge Durango. While playing with his new GPS system
From the Diary of a very Happy and Fortunate man October 1997 Carol and Pauline, two lovely temptation centres over which a great many teenage boys were stroking their erections and fantasizing had also begun to experience strong sexual feelings



The Devil's Pact, The Hell Chronicles Copyright 2015 Chapter Six: To Death Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Monday, November 17th, 2014 – Svitlana “Lana” Paquet-Holub – Seattle, WA I smiled at the beautiful face of my sleeping daughter



It was the middle of December, and cold outside. Bailey and Jade sat under a blanket, nude as always, next to a roaring fire. Their starling of a mother walked by smiling, dressed only in white lingerie designed with snowflakes



Mia shivered as a gust of wintery air washed over her, ruffling her nightgown. The flagstones were cold against her bare feet. She stood, as instructed, in the bare stone corridor that led to the palace dungeons


Trish's Welcuming of the Computer Repairman When he knocked on the door, she was ready for him. She had given birth just over a month before, and was ready for some hot fucking
One of the (few) problems with a four-hour round of golf is that most courses don’t provide any toilet facilities where you need them, actually out on the course



Chapter Two THE DATABASE Michael led Claire out of his office and down a corridor to a large open plan workspace. Here too the walls held posters of nude, collared, recently fucked girls. Some had been photographed in the act of sucking large anonymous cocks
I'm leaving the gym and I get a call on my cell phone. It's Mary on the other end and she asks if I could come over this evening and highlight her hair and hang out. Secure in my manhood and sexuality I agreed to it



The Devil's Pact, The Tyrants' Daughters Copyright 2015 Chapter One: Shadow and Fire Notes: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Saturday, June 7th, 2054 – Astarte – Paris, Texas Paris, Texas had been the best place to hide from Mark and Mary



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The Games The Games are a yearly event where five randomly selected eighteen-year-olds are required to compete for survival. The theme varies from year to year, but the conclusion of the Games forever constant
Chapter 1: "Come waste your millions here she burns like the sun" The razor sharp blade of her sword was soundless as it slit through the flesh of the drug lord’s throat like warm butter



At The Company Picnic My wife and I attended our first company picnic just last weekend. It was a small affair as the company isn't that big but everyone seems like family. We were new so when we arrived, the boss immediately invited us over to his table where we met his wife