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Sarah never quite knew how to begin conversations. At 5’9” with 36DD tits and brunette hair she never really had to be great at them, many men, unfortunately, would start them for her. This is why she often found herself stumbling on her words while at bars
It was winter, and as usual, along had come the tremendous snow blizzards that prevented the demons from leaving their homes, but of course, that didn’t stop my owner Nathanial, the most famous of all sex slave sellers, buyers and traders in the demonic realm from keeping his business running



AngelaandMartinp2:Angela'ssession. Finallythatlittletwerpleft.AngelahatedherbrotherMartinwithallhermightyet,forsomereason,shefeltatinglefromdownbelow.There'snoway,shethought.Imean,itwasmybrotherforfuck'ssake!Butasshereacheddowntowipe,shenoticedshewaswetterthanusual.Alotwetter
In the not-too-distant future a law will be passed



THE MICROWAVE A STORY BY JOHNY RYONA Andrea "Asia" Hogan had grown up in completely obscure midtown America, having no clue that she was only born to be a human guinea pig 18 years later. So without having that knowledge she managed to grow up to be an average teenage girl
My friends say I’m over sexed, I think they’re under sexed. By the way, I’m Meg.. I’ve kept my self in shape, watching my diet and exercising. From the way men stare at by beasts and turn their heads when I walk by, I’d say men like what they see
CHAPTER SIX The next day was a school day for Anita and I insisted she dress and go – she wanted to do neither



ypenname3000 Copyright 2018 July 22nd, 2037 – Lola Albertson “Today's guests are the six futa-sisters who organized the campaign that got their mother, Becky Woodward, elected president of the United States last year,” Adelia Tash said as she sat in the central chair of her streaming studio
CHAPTER 3 Bob and Alisha went home, both really excited and talking a mile a minute on the short drive. When they arrived at the house, Anne had arrived home, so they thought they had might as well, tell her now
I was just moving in the last piece of furniture into my aunt’s new apartment when the pizza guy came. That was her reward for helping her move. A pizza. Yeah money would have been good, but I can’t complain too much over pizza
Mister Stephenson's Fucking Machine part 3 As his Fucking Machines increase in popularity, George fights for his Fanny Will our working class hero George with his steam powered cottage defeat the aristocratic prat Lord Arthur with his crumbling Mansion
Double Mistaken Identity Jack was determined to fuck Donna, the mother of his daughter's boyfriend. He just got mixed up a bit. Author’s note: Every character in or referenced in this story is 16 years old or older. Sometimes in real life people lie about their age
The morning after Mandy's fuck session with Alan, the quartet sat down for breakfast together. Alan was careful to avoid Mandy's eye, somewhat introvert and withdrawn, guilt-ridden and frightened
FROM THE AUTHOR: This is a fictional taboo story of two siblings, Ed & Holly Landon. After the death of both of their parents from an auto accident(the same one where Holly sustained life-altering injuries)and Ed's divorce, Ed and Holly find a way to cope- and to comfort each other



He was in the library doing some research for a job he had coming up. Sitting at a table in the far corner that was scattered with his papers and books; He was dressed in comfortable jeans and a simple pullover. His leather jacket was tossed over one chair