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My name is Alex I’m 16 years old and live in a house with two devils. Most females find me attractive but I don’t see the big deal. I’m 6” feet tall and have a built body from playing football and track

other young women into a clandestine naval intelligence program that promises technical challenges travel and adventure! This part is about those than are about to be kidnapped! These new female Royal Navy Officers and there clandestine assignment as naval oceanographers, off the coast of Somali

Hello my name is Lester and this happened to me about a year ago when I was working as a salesman for a large department store in a major CITY. I have had more than my fair share of women to use as sex-toys. A day never went by that I didn’t meet some lonely businesswoman

Chapter 1 I had been really excited to go to high-school. I wanted nothing more than to finally abandon my boring primary school and join the grown-ups. In primary school I would usually stroll down the hallways, having only but my thoughts as occupation

39 HEAL DEAL "Hi Alex, this is Sean" Timidly, "Hi Sean." "Logan's parents agreed to a meeting tonight." "OK." "You really don't wanna do this, do you." "I do, but, well you know." "There's one stipulation

Chapter One Layla was considered a very attractive woman and one of the sexiest mothers around. She had exceptional female features with a beautiful, sultry appearance and her beauty seemed to radiate a sexiness that most men found irresistible

The Entertainment Mark Gordon was an actor and a casting couch slut. All he knew was that generally it worked and it got him parts so who was he to worry about a few blow jobs and ass fucks if he could work as an actor

The family part 6 Conclusion Bobs on my cock and soon I feel like cumming, I grab her head and hold her hard against with my.cock deep down her mouth, and begin to cum, she starts to choke a little

She woke when she felt him bring the truck to a stop glad she wasn't still in her nightmare and after looking through the windshield saw they were once again in another rest stop. "I see you are awake Sleeping beauty

(This story has 3 prequels. I didn’t know it was going to be a chapter story – if you want to read about how it all started read – Cornfield Rape, Mr. Miller Begins Using me, and Mr. Miller Lets me go. This story picks up right after the events of Mr. Miller Lets me go

I'll start this tale from the start and I'm going to be totally honest with you all: I really love wanking! Let me take time to tell you a little about myself before we carry on. I've enjoyed playing with myself ever since I was about 11 years old

So at 34 years old and a year after a really bad divorce Mike is full of malice towards women in general, he plans to rape a chick thoroughly and extremely once and for all instead of just fantasizing about it

As you walk through the stables at Dark Horse Farms looking at the different merchandise for rent or sale you may or may not wonder who we once were

It's been a long time since I've dated. My husband left me around a year ago, he had cheated on me with a younger, more attractive early twenties girl with big perky tits and a tight ass. But you know what, I don't even care

kly, her head swimming in a mire of pain and fatigue, her arm strained around the shoulders of a broad figure that held onto her, her feet limp as she was dragged, wet mud clinging to her feet as they trailed through the filth together, her tracks a single line beside the footprints of her companion

Chapter 23 THE USES OF A SLUT’S MOUTH At work the next day, Claire’s “panties” for the day turned out to be a Slut Stick. “Just keep it jammed up your cunt, there, Fucktwat, and every thirty minutes or so swap it with the one you’re licking,” said Michael

Tuesday mornings suck. No hangover left to remind me what fun I had last weekend, but 4 days away from another binge. What makes it worse is my arm fell asleep hanging over the bed and my dog has obviously been humping it recently

CHAPTER TWO: INSPECTIONS It occurs to her in the early hours of the morning when she can’t sleep that she could go to Dumbledore and tell him what happened

Prospects by Virtual Scott Prologue The conversation was carried on in a language few people would have been able to understand, let alone speak

(this parts alittle longer than the rest.) The inevitable Jack strolls out of the airport with his luggage in tow behind him heading to the car rental counters thinking about his trip and what his detective has for him