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The vicious plan- FF7 lemon by MISTER BIG T This story happens after the Good laid lemon. "I'm warning you guys! If you try anything, anything at all I will break your balls!" Tifa screamed to the soldiers surrounding her



My family and I are sitting in the cottage farm we have found somewhere south of Philadelphia. It is not safe I do not believe that those things can not come in. Theres a high fence outside and if we can be quite they wont hear us. We have food and running well water
Alex woke up, rolled over, and reached for the warm body next to him. His still-asleep mind was jolted to reality with an abrupt shock as he realized that someone else was already holding Elaine. As the last vestiges of sleep ebbed away, clarity of thought and memory filled its place



“Well, well,” Jack said, leaning against the door frame. “This looks cosy.” “Shhh,” Bobby murmured. “Don’t wake her. She had a rough session.” “Yeah?” Jack said, surprised. “Didn’t figure her for the rough type.” “She was wild, Jack. I’ve never been with somebody so…” he smirked



My name is Cindy. I’m 20 years old, 5’4” and weigh about 120 pounds. I have light brown hair that I keep a little bit longer than shoulder length 34c tits and I exercise regularly to keep my body in good shape



The F.E.T.I.S.H. Ray Tales by Fidget The audition: Cindy's story Cindy walked timidly into the room, her small hand shaking as she closed the door behind her
I was awoken on the bus by her little moans. I looked across the aisle and saw why she was moaning. Her boyfriend was fucking her from behind with his enormous cock. Both her hands were pressed against the window. Her face sideways, her right cheek on the glass



It was a beautiful sunny day on the beach of this remote island off the coast of South Africa. A young woman in her early 20’s, Aniyatia walked naked along the beach as her long blonde hair glowed on the sand and her sky blue eyes glistened in the water
Connecting with Mother Chapter 3 The effect of my staying home with Gillian that weekend was quite profound. I had found a way of being and relating to her that was significantly different sexually from the past



SATURDAY Joan was aroused from her nap by the flight attendant’s announcement that they were beginning their descent into Coastal Regional Airport
The first time I layed eyes on Barbara she was wearing a dress that looked as if it had been sliced down the front with razor blades, looking like she was wearing venetian blinds. When she moved, the slices of material would fall away and reveal that she was wearing no underwear
Driven Series Draft version 1.0 This has not been proof-read and may contain errors. !STOP! Read the series Driven Lust I II III & IV first as this is a continuation of that series



Don and Fran sat on the couch holding hands. Fran looked at the tester in her hand. "It says positive. I think I'm pregnant. The doctor had told them that the pill was not 100% foolproof. What should we do?" Don answered, "One problem is that we don't know who the father is



I started out straight as an arrow but that would soon change and it came about when I enrolled in Massage school



They watched closely, snickering and whispering amongst themselves like a pack of hushed hyenas as I was utterly humiliated, nude in front of my computer. I wasn't putting on a camshow and it wasn't a dare, although I'm certain at least one of them was recording my sick shame