Female and Female - Page 91



My Mistress’ House: Before the Party I have been working in this house as butler for almost a year now. There are 36 rooms in this house. Several bathrooms. Many sitting rooms. A large library. An art gallery, and a ball room. My mistress owns a beautiful house
A Summer's Surprise, Part 1 by Nicholas Keel Chapter 1: Nick was nineteen and just home from his first year at college, which if you asked anyone involved was lackluster at best



Jezebel After he used my name, I thought it was all over with, and it left me so frazzled that I spoke without thinking, asking him questions like that about his past because it felt like something had definitely happened there
It was about four o’clock in the afternoon now and Calvin was heading back to his apartment in NY city. Just as he was swiping his card through the receiver, he opened the door and saw a woman with dark hair talking to the bell boy she turned around and it was Elaine from Seinfeld



Dahlia and Darren Chapter 1 A pair of large, round, milky-white breasts descended onto the dark-chocolate six-pack abs of a hulking, African-American bodybuilder
A group of us went to Las Vegas for the huge 1982 equipment show. The plane got in Sunday just a little after 12 noon, and by the time we got our bags, grabbed a cab, got to the Imperial Hotel, and into our rooms it was close to 2 pm
Seduced by a Nun. “Ah there is a Nun to see you my lord,” Carruthers my butler intoned one morning while I was reading quietly in my library. “A Nun Carruthers, A Nun?” I queried. “Quite so sir, dressed in a black habit as is their habit, with a white surplice,” he elaborated



To look at her, you would think Doris is a small, pretty, slightly oriental looking young lady. Half Chinese, with dark hair and a slim little body with shapely legs and small pert high set tits that look good on her petite frame. She really can't help looking sexy



I was tempted to run my fingers along his legs, to press my lips against his. For the past couple of days we have been playing cat and mouse. I just don't get why he won't kiss me. Won't touch me the way I want him to



I woke up the next day in a good mood and feeling really refreshed, not just because of the party last night in general but what happened during the party with Kazuna, who I think was now my girlfriend (boy was Aunt Jennifer right) and in fact, she had invited me over that day
It was just after 5:30 on a Monday evening as Cedric walked through the halls of the empty school. The day wasn't very hectic or even tiring for that matter, but the joy of being free from his job was still satisfying. The hours had flown by..



Becoming Daddy's Good Girl Chapter Six: Good Girl's Naughty Bath By mypenname3000 I trembled as I faced my mother. She stood in the entrance to the house, her arms folded beneath her breasts, her long hair gathered in a braid that was a twin for mine



Here is a little story I am writing for fun..all people and places are fictionalif you wish to comment, please do so She slammed the viberator into her cunt harder and harder as the voice on the other end of the phone kept telling her "Faster, Faster..
My wife had gone out for the evening and once again I was home alone. We were living in an apartment and in the silence I could occasionally hear our neighbor, Linda, on her side of the common wall separating our apartments
Argus crept through the dungeon. “Brie! Where are you?” he called out in a hoarse whisper. “Brieda?” “Here!” Brie called back, her voice shivering with the cold. Argus found her cage a moment later and lowered it down to the cold dirt floor