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Darlene Chapter 2 Darlene and I had been dating for a month and our usual routine was to see each other Friday, Saturday and Sunday night and sometimes a night during the week. Normally we spent Friday and Saturday night at my place and Sunday night at her place



I grab the cat woman’s grey tail. Kneeling on her bed, balls deep in her noble cunt. Divya’s pleasured purrs turn to yowls of pain and lust as I squeeze and yank her tail. “Yes! Harder!” She orders throwing her head back. Her black hair tosses around wildly


Chapter 7: Victoria looked out the window of the hotel room she was sharing with Jack. She could barely keep her mind on one thought or worry, it was like trying to grab snakes while pumped full of Novocain
had them crawl all the way into the bedroom. There I sat back on the foot of the bed and had them stand before me. On my signal Mahima came over and started taking off my shoes while I ordered Karishma and Kareena. "Spread your legs, girls." They did
I had a hard time sleeping that night. After my session with Shanda The night before I had slept so much because of how stressed I was. However, that sleep wasn't caused by the stress so much as an escape from it. Even sleep didn't give me a leave from the reality of my situation
This story has been posted a few years ago, but I asure you I am the same person (jessica). I had to get a new account and wished for the story to be posted on here. So that the second story, once finished could be posted on the same account. It has been edited and slight changes



Amanda Like Japanese Girls, Part 5 by Vincent "Where did you run off to, young lady?" Amanda inquired when Hina came in the front door
Author’s Note: The intimate details of the sex acts themselves are missing in this story. You may wish to read another story if that is your only interest. Four F’s What are the four F’s? Find ‘em, feel ‘em, fuck ‘em, and forget ‘em


Who says you can’t get to know someone through e-mails? I fell in love with her the first time I saw her picture on my friend Aimee’s web site. I had to message her. At first I just wanted to find out why Aimee was so in love with her



Monica was 8 months pregnant. Her husband Greg was an over-the-road truck driver and was usually gone 6 days a week. Monica’s hormones were in overdrive. She was so horny, and she really needed to get laid



In Denial: My name is Cynthia Parker. I'm 16 years old, and I live pretty comfortably. My mother has an excellent job in a large law firm that nets her six figures a year. Since it's only her, my older brother, and me, we have a pretty large financial cushion
Claudia Chapter1. Claudia wakes in the morning the sunlight creeping in through the small gap of the red velvet curtains. She looks at the small sunbeam and follows it with her dark green cat eyes as it hits the mirror and reflexes back on its self


This story begins with a man being murdered leaving behind his young fiancée Alexis, she is devastated, grieving and wanting answers. So she decides to take matters into her own hands to get the answers from the only people who would know, the underbelly of society, the gangland



my name is Chris, I'm a happily married 28 year old man, with my loving partner Amy and our beautiful 9 year old daughter Samantha, we live a nice and quiet live my job is a photographer and media editor, I thought I new everything about my wife but as I'm going to tell you I did not know everything
Tom is with his long time friend Liz who is about 10 years older than him. She took a shine to Tom when he was a cheeky young lad and they became good friends