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Sister Catherine's Nighmare – CAW 13 Entry. This was such an exciting time for Sister Catherine. She was a newly initiated member of the Sisters of The Divine Blood. She had always felt herself drawn to a life of worship and service
Sarah had collapsed on him, his cock still deep in her, her face resting on his chest. The silence was not complete and Josh turned his head towards the wall were soft moans were coming from
[Please like and comment below. All comments are appreciated] Marcus leaned in a began to kiss me. This turned into a make out session within a matter of moments as things turned very passionately between my best friend and I



Scott would simply smile as the boys all looked over his luscious body. “Alright shows over everyone, go get cleaned up for dinner.” Casey and Chris were clearing out the audience as they stepped into the shower room and noticed Scott
My Name is Raj, 28 years smart, tall dark and handsome guy from Bangalore. The story is all about my relation with my girlfriend of my past. Her name is Savitha



Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Eleven - The Owlery Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author



** Thank you everyone for all your support, PMs, and comments over the course of this series. I am happy to get back to this series as it was my first. It has been a pleasure to share this and I have some people to thank here
When finally Carlos had gotten over the initial shock, that the woman he had professed love to and got laughed in his face for, had just pushed him into a chair and was now straddling his lap with her lips pressed to his, he was rather enjoying himself
Chapter 9 Holy Shit my daughter wants to fuck me! So, as you can see from the title of this chapter this is a story of incest. If this theme does not sit well with you then please leave now and move on to something that actually interests you



My sitter had been called in to work the night shift. That left me there with her husband – “Fat Mike”. He is about 5’-8” tall and weighs about 250 lbs. Although not a flattering nick name, he has been called fat mike since he was a kid. I was awoken by voices



Well, if you have read the first part of this story, you already know that I finally was able to Fuck my wife's friend Jessica. Having sex with her was better than I ever imagined it could be. She is so beautiful and sexy for her age (47) and by far, the best pussy I have ever fucked



FINE PRINT (Part One) (Author's note: this is in no way intended to resemble any real occurrences, or depict anyone or any companies in the real world. This is nothing more than a product of my imagination, and it has absolutely nothing to do with the real me or my own preferences


Sorry….story split when entering it… As the men continued to pleasure her she yelled at them to do it harder. This she found always made her orgasms more intense. Another hand from out of no where wrapped around her neck and choked her tightly
Sue's First MFM This is another true story in the continuing saga of JayBird69 and Sue's sexual exploits BTW posted stories are not chronological. I guess I need to list them in order one day



The sound of the gas engine of the inflation fan broke the peaceful silence of the morning. The silky nylon fabric of the envelope began to fill with air as the balloon came to life. The morning air was cool but not cold