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I knew meeting strangers from the Internet could be dangerous, but you never think something will happen to you I suppose I was arrogant, or naive, or too horny and excited to think things through. I should never have met him in a strange town, in a remote crappy little hotel



It's quiet through the streets as Maggie makes her way home, holding her purse to her chest and walking quickly. She hopes the silence is on her side, that no one is lurking as she turns down one street and then another until she's just a few minutes shy of her apartment
The night had been a good one. Jack, in his late twenties, and his wife Jessica had gone out clubbing. She was the same age, 28. Half Indian, half Caucasian. She was a rare beauty, caramel skin, perfectly sized DD breasts and a face that turned most heads



A new life for Ruth part two Ruth was at the window watching as Donald left for his Sunday morning golf, only two days had passed since she had been spanked and fucked by Robert one of her bosses
Today, I try to do everything right. I figured that trying to get spanking was perverted, so I'm not going to go that way. Mom comes home and starts dinner and says, "Tonight, Donna and Amy will be having dinner with us. I want you to dress nice. Think of it as a date



The Slaver Gets His Wish Chapter 8 The Baptism Two young slaves came to my table. I was sipping on my papa doble while pinching banshee’s nipples with my other hand. The male slave was blonde, with a nice physique
This is based on a true marriage experience. Obviously names and places have been changed. Continuing from Part One: With our extravagant lifestyle we soon went through the financial endowment. I lost my job as I was drinking too much



My nose, and mouth and lips were pressed tight in Trevor’s ass. I felt the twist on both of my nipples and I lost it. My tongue snaked out and found Trevor’s hot, steaming hole. I pushed into him. I felt the bottom drop out of my brain. This was as debasing as it could get



Sammi looked around the cab of the truck. She felt like she was going crazy. She could hardly sleep or let herself daydream without thinking about what Roger had done to her. She questioned if she did the right thing running away because that meant leaving her mom with him



A bitchs fall episode D If megan had hoped that she'd be let down once the lovemaking was over, she was wrong



CHAPTER 1 I sat on the edge of my bed, heart pounding, foot tapping nervously at the floor, fingers clenching at the tangled sheets. Next to me the clock on my phone ticked another minute forward: 11:48pm



“John you need to get up already damn it!” I heard in my sleep. “If you don’t wake up I’m going to eat your pancakes.” I finally opened my eyes only to see my older sister Sara. “What do you want Sara? Can’t you see I’m sleeping?” “Just wake the fuck up already toothpick
The Corner Shop. Part 1 My name is Susan Smith. and I go to a mixed secondary modern school near London
Chapter 4 – Tina Rides the Bull Thankfully I make it through the rest of Sunday Sports at the Stuffed Pussy without losing any more of my modesty. Bill was right about one thing, I am all revved up
First of all, let me tell you that I love blow jobs. From the time I was 14 when I first came in the mouth of a neighbor girl, I was obsessed with them. She swallowed it and told me she loved it. She swallowed it many times that summer. All my girlfriends since them gave them to me