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Jeff had received a text message from Kathy, advising him that, although it was her day off, she may not be home until the evening, and not to bother preparing a meal for her as she was eating out. She also told him to wait up for her



Naruto walked alongside his team reading his book. He found out that the 'game manual' could actually turn into another book if he needed it to. He found it easier to read and then have to deal with someone's questioning if he didn't have to try and come up with a believable lie
WARNING: This is a Khan story prepare for one submissive girl who spoils her pants. I showed pictures of the girl in this one My child hood friend named Shelia was a dark haired girl a little on the chubby side but cute
Kaylie had just pulled her sweater over her truly miraculous chest and was smoothing her pleated skirt across her heavy thighs when Payson stopped in front of her locker and whispered, "I don't know why, but your mom is in Mrs



“Joe, I asked you for the answer!” Finally turning in my direction, Joe just gave me a confused look. “Ummmm, 7?” The girls he had just been talking to burst out laughing. Joe turned back to talk to them, and I tried to hold back my anger
I wasn't sure how long I was sat at the kitchen table with the two officers stood opposite me, it felt like an hour or two at least since I had forced myself to open the door. I had been hit by a wave of thoughts, all of them seemed more worse than the last


Harry and Hermione and Buckbeak retreated to the darker depts of the forbidden forest to escape being seen by their past selves they found a spot a few metres away from the womping willow to sit and watch the previous events that occurred
My friend Peter was always the lucky one when it came to women. It seemed whenever we went out, he would never go home empty handed. I on the other hand am well built and reasonably handsome but quite shy



He groaned as he woke up to the light snoring of the beautiful miss bones. He was still held within her despite being flacid. at least for a few moments. Moments after waking up his insatiable sex drive was active once more and he started getting hard


Defying My Family I can’t believe they are going to make me do this. I thought. I really honest to God don’t want to, but I know he’s going to force me. It’s hard living in my house. I’m Bradley Patrick, Brad for short. I am 15 years old. I have dark dirty blonde hair
No Good Deed.. *Note* **All characters are 18 years of age or older ** Liam drove slowly down the street out in front of the high school he saw a group bullying one girl, who no matter what they did, all she did was try to leave



Sometimes crazy events are remembered by where and when things happen. While my parents are on vacation I had hoped to have a usual, clueless, homework filled to the gun walls kind of time; intermittently excited by the presence of my best friend Samantha



“Who the hell” the familiar voice said. I turned so fast that I lost my balance and fell. As I did, I saw Sam jumping to his feet from the couch and quickly rushing toward me. On the floor, I tried to turn away from him, so he wouldn’t see who it was. It didn’t help



Little Twitch Down The Street What a fucking tease! That fourteen-year-old little tease loves to strut her stuff for me. Today Amanda was wearing a bra that made her big tits stick straight out in that tight short white sweater
While all this was going on, Caroline had cycled into the village and then out of the other side, deep into the forest. She had stopped off in the village to buy a bottle of lemonade and was now sat under a tree in a small glade enjoying it. She wanted time to herself