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“P-permission to speak freely your highness,” I asked as I followed him deeper into the woods

The Judgment of Sgt. J Chapter 11 The Darkness of Truth I watched Sherri run crying down the hallway. I knew she was running to seek comfort from her mom and Cathy. Those three drew strength from each other when they are united

This is a true story and was the first time I saw, touched and licked another dick. Before you read this just know that there are no girls its just guys. It was the middle of the summer and I was 11 years old

A little over a year ago, Johnny got diagnosed with a foot illness that requires him to do a lot of maintenance to his feet. Most of it can be done at his doctor's office, but his foot doctor was 45 minutes away from him

I love to get really in touch with my feminine side. I get so turned on when I watch a man look my body up and down while I'm wearing some really sexy lingerie

Its my first time writing a life stories, so please bare with me if my spelling or grammer is little strange

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By Gail Holmes Paul was the elder of the family, having a brother and younger sister, although near reaching twenty-five he’d never lost his virginity

I used to think sex was so unimportant, so over-hyped. I assumed it was just a hormonal trap, a way for women to get what they want, and for men, well, it is what they want. Of course, I was a barely pubescent kid back then. Now I’m a man myself

Katlin Duvall was an eighteen year old college freshman. Her fiery red hair was like an exclamation point on her petite body. Slender, but hardly boyish, She had small pert breasts, a fine slim waist, and full rounded hips

Anklet Adventure (Part I) It had been at least ten years since I last shared a long hidden, burning fantasy of mine with my wife, Lynda. My dream of seeing her on another man’s big cock, stretching her to the limit, obsessed me; but the idea repulsed and offended her

I had been working for this landscaping company for a year now and was also going through a divorce with my husband. I had realized one day that I just wanted something else

The Motorcycle Diaries: Stranded © 2020 by Mojavejoe420 Fuck. Utah is full of assholes. I stood there on the side of the road with my motorcycle parked, helmet on the seat. I smiled and waved at the cars and RVs that didn’t come by very often, but nobody stopped

This is my first story, so yea all comments appreciated even criticism.. I was a product of a raped woman. My mother at 14 years old was beaten and raped in a field, she didnt know who he was just some crossing black man who wanted my beautiful Italian mother i suppose

The White Slave Not long ago it was a straight and stuffy white male. it was arrogant and self-satisfied with its white male social and economic leverage and advantages. In the rat-race of white society it suppressed its submissive white side