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After the two week visit of my stepbrothers in late August I hoped things would get better. At the least there were two less cocks to service. However Daddy’s mood became worse soon after his sons left



April My name is April Caughman. This is a story of the day that changed my life. I was 18 when it happened. I am 5'10" with long brown hair. My 36c breast always caught the attention of most straight males. I have been involved with Cheerleading my whole life



“Dammit, who the hell is that” Gail said furiously standing upright in front of me, my prick head still buried inside of her tight asshole. “C’mon take it out, it’s probably someone from town” she said bending back down to pick up her robe as I started tugging on my still hard penis
This is part 2 of the story. I am a 18 year old girl this my life story. The next day seemed surreal to me, nobody spoke of the night before it seemed like it didn't happen. A few days passed and I wanted to ask my mom about that night



EROTIC DECOMPOSITION Year: 2003 Name: W.Y Age: 21 Cause of Death: Asphyxiation due to sustained chokehold. Other Injuries: Torn vagina. Large discoloured contusion on neck



Amanda stood up satisfied. Looking around her house she was making some progress unpacking but she was starting to get tired. Stretching her back she rubbed her breasts, even they were sore and tired from the move
I've been watching you for a few days now. Every evening on your way home you stop by the corner store before cutting through the park to your place. I've waited long enough and tonight is the night I have you. I pull my car up to the other side of the park and wait
A Girl In Every Port Part X_X_X Many nights later, Christina had had a little too much to drink. I on the other hand don't drink, so at about 12:30, she was pretty far gone. Me, well I was feeling real frisky and a bit on the devious side



The Battered Lamp Chapter Seventeen: The Decision of the Mother Copyright 2014 Cast of Characters Main Characters Kyle Unmei Jr.: Half-Japanese/Half-Kurdish owner of Aaliyah and wielder of Earthbones
This is still the same story as before just fixed up alittle. Its still my first story so there will be mistakes i would like feedback just try not to be to harsh i am just starting to write. Also sorry about the last one He always had sick depraved sexual thoughts



I had been watching her for weeks. I saw her in the park one day in the tiniest little orange skirt and see through white top that showed off her D cup breasts



Sometimes I feel a little guilty about what transpired. After all, there are certain boundries that shouldn't be crossed. However, when I think back to that time I can't help but still get turned on and revel in the pleasure it created
So it had been nearly 2 months since I first babysat for Brad before I got another call from his mum. She asked me if I would look after him again. She told me she was gonna be staying at her friends place in Dorset an wouldn't be back till noon the next day



Somewhere remote from civilization, far from prying eyes, a slender third-year college student lay strapped to a bed, naked and helpless
The ride in the presidential helicopter was the first freedom she had felt in over two months. High above the Butta River following it south the large green bird rattled and hummed intensely