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Alice's Descent into Debauchery I was always a horny little girl, but perhaps I was born knowing my place was a fuck toy. My name is Alice, though my friends called me Ally or Ally cat so I'm used to a few things
write me comments my first story go easy Enjoy It was my 14th birthday and boy was I horny and my mom was an angle sent from god. She was around 35 and she dressed in a pencil skirt and when she bent down you seen he amazing puffy pussy lips. I was the luckiest kid ever
My name is Stephanie, I抦 a 24 year old, bisexual female with no steady lover. A few weeks ago I was on a cross-country train trip (yeah, I know, nobody rides the train anymore) and enjoying the countryside rolling past
Tom’s eyes flutter as she nearly passes out from her first orgasm. Tom sits up, and gets out of the glass box. She turns to face Melissa, and in one movement starts kissing her on the lips
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and fantasy. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is coincidental. This story is not intended to be an accurate reflection of any particular lifestyle
My name is Velma Dinkley. I could have never expected to happen while solving a mystery a few days ago. It was my last one before I got out of the mystery solving business. August 16, 2005 16th Century Castle Austria When the gang all split up I decided to go with Daphne
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Fbailey story number 335 Bigger Boobs, Butts, and Bellies All I said was, “Wow! You girls sure are big.” That’s when they turned on me and one replied, “You call us fat again and we’ll kick your fucking ass
The Orgy at Enigma House By: Friskee_cpl () Kay sat nervously in the boardroom as the panel of five interviewers filed in. Comprising of three ladies and two men, the group settled down around her on the oval table
I had lost my job almost 9 months before one of the best nights of my life. Three months ago I got in touch with an ex whom this night would not have happened without the connectivity of Facebook, the power of time, the wisdom of age, and the forgiveness of youth
Fbailey story number 229 The Mayflower I had worked for two summers on my uncle’s farm to save up enough money for my first car and my insurance too. She wasn’t much but I loved her. She was a 1966 Ford Mustang
This is Part 4 in the story of A Couple’s Play Day. Reader comments, opinions and feedback are welcome and appreciated. A note about the story…I had a pretty clear vision for the initial chapter when I began writing
Nicole and I went over to hostess stand and looked at who was working. Yami was in the G’s. Nicole let out a little squeal. “Yeah, my girlie is working.” She grabbed my hand and headed over to Yami’s section
Chapter 1 The sun was warm and the air filled with humidity. She was in a colorful sundress and he a plain pair of jeans and dark t-shirt. Their meeting, the result of a lustful, online flirtation. Each had driven an equal amount to a meeting place halfway between their hometowns
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After that day in Mr.C's class I was never the same. I now wanted him. I yearned for him all the time. Everyday I went into his class and didn't say a word to him. It wasn't that hard because he never said a word to me. Then one day everything changed. "Montgomery" Mr
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