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Erika felt that something wasn’t right already the evening before. A feeling of malaise and nausea suggested her to bring a bucket to keep next to her bed for the night



Author's Note: Not related to Part 1, this is its own separate story. Fitness Model Moms 2 Chapter 1 “Mmm, damn woman, that feels good,” Amy said, lying topless on her tummy in her bedroom



This is my first story! Just wanted you to know that this story actually did happen to me, I was 14 at the time and now I am 28. Please excuse any typos, because i would be typing for 5 hours if I had to fix everything. BTW, My name is John


Storms Rock Prologue She was running down the street, fleeing for her life, the whistling man was behind her somewhere following her in the dark
The Knight and the Acolyte Book Eight: Labyrinth of Love Chapter Six: Labyrinthine Passions By mypenname3000 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this



Danny's Aunt Lynn picks up Danny at home for the summer. His Aunt Lynn came from work..always looking beautiful in in a black blouse and short skirt wearing boots with with medium heels that made a nice sound on the pavement
Joanne had managed to make it back to her holiday apartment, still dripping water and slightly out of breath from the assault on the three flights of stairs. Only moments earlier, she had opened her eyes to find a guy in the hot tub with her
Light streamed through the open window and the clock on her bed side table read 6:00 am, her favorite time of the day. No one in the house would be up yet, it was almost as though she did not have roommates and the house belonged only to her



Futa's Wild Passion Chapter Six: Futa's Wild Virgin Delight By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this! I left the college's main office in a daze. I just had sex with my dean
Hey guys. Im 21 years, 22 in 2 weeks. I always wanted to tell my story on when i started learning about sex, porn, and all that crazy pleasurable wonderful things



It all stated on a warm June day, me and my girlfriend, Nikki, were at a BBQ at our friends house. Jim and Sally were in there mid- to late thirties and had a couple of rug rats underfoot



A Phone Call



Copyright © 2016 Jax_Teller By Jax_Teller I had been working as a live in building supervising superintendent in a upper class high rise apartment building for two months when I first noticed a young attractive black women entering the building



This is a work fiction, and should not be considered to be real life events. Chapter 1 On all fours, shorts and panties laid discarded on the floor with her tank top, her heavy, 42dd breasts hanging loose over the cups of her bra..
I was idly gazing out of the bus window. People were rushing along this busy street. Rush hour, one of the worst times to be on the bus and I was looking forward to get home. Shower, food, start the new book I found at the charity shop and maybe call David