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Mona offered my more work looking after “special clients”. The money rolled in. Over the next couple of weeks my weekends involved Saturday afternoon MY pleasure, Sunday mornings with a special and Sunday afternoon being a Glory Hole whore
I can keep this story going as long as you guys want. After 150 positive votes, I'll take that as a sign to write the next part
This follows on from Tempted and Tempted (Part 2), so read them first Candice's heart was pounding. She was alone in the room with three very handsome and obviously rich men
Sara’s face was covered in tears and you could see the pained expression on her face. She lay hog-tied on the floor of her home. She had a ring gag in her mouth, keeping it open. She was still dressed. Her arms were yanked up high behind her
Hello everyone. I'm Josh and I'm here to tell you the story of my life so far. I'm 20 years old, average built, dark haired young man, making my way through my life with a great amount of optimism. I'm living alone with my mother
fluky dogs| Part 03: Kenny’s The Man| by Mogrim [Chapter 1] The evening after their adventure, Bill, Haas and Kenny met in Haas’s home. “Guys, I have bad news.” Bill was back in his cowboy hat. “Cops raided the warehouse this morning.” “How did they find out?” asked Haas
High School Pimp I was only thirteen years old throughout most of my freshman year in high school. I was only four years old when I entered kindergarten and I had not failed any grades. I was a nerd and had no friends. I just didn’t fit in
There was a house that was known to throw the best parties in the city. It was far enough out in the countryside to avoid noise complaints, and the house was so large that it might as well be called a small mansion. It could easily hold a hundred people on just the first floor
Alice Deflowered by Will Buster Lord Elton liked young girls. Not too young of course. After all he wasn’t a pervert or anything like that. However, he’d heard of many marriages where the girl was only thirteen or fourteen
“We need to talk.” Is all Brenda had to say, and she was right. She didn’t seem mad at all, unlike when I first saw her when she pulled me from her closet, that’s good
Fbailey story number 186 Motorcycle Granny I used to laugh at my grandmother when she cruised around town on her little motorized scooter. With that she could do all of twenty-two miles an hour on flat ground
CHAPTER 2 Now I stood behind her, and slammed my cock into her wet, slippery pussy as deep as I could go. My cock was rock hard now, and I started pushing into her with a fast rhythm, my balls slapping against her with every thrust
I had tried to contact Lexi the next week but her phone had been shut off. After our amazing time together, the best sex I had ever had, I wanted more. I was dreaming of her at night and waking up with painful hardons that I would have to sneak to the bathroom to relieve
Part 4 cuz shit keeps happening! I probably have too many irons in the fire, that's why! With 9 regular fwbs even if I don't spend time with one consistently, its still a couple of occasions a week I'm writing something in here
The comment section has been restricted to members only due to spammers and other idiots. Please feel free to PM your comments to me. Lucky Mann Edited to meet the new age rules
Daughter's Slut Training (An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Nine: Brother's Naughty Help By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Mrs. Umayyah Pete's eyes bulged at my words
People think when they are traveling if they want a good meal then stop where they see truck drivers stop.Well that is just a myth, yes the food might be good but it is really about the waitresses . As a tractor trailer driver my self I spent many hours alone on the road
Chapter 2 I had Sasha ride in the back naked with her legs spread wide on the roof and her crotch fully open and her hands squeezing her tits tight. I kept ordering her to lube her hands with her twat and squeeze her tits as tight as possible to force the blood into her nipples
Squeak! Squeak!" Sounds of a good Whore!" It was a dark Friday evening, just a little passed 10pm. I had been sitting in my patrol car all night. I looked around outside. I could see a light out above the old gas station. It was your typical slow boring, small town night
(Hey as said before PLEASE GIVE YOU COMMENTS! Constructive criticism is especially appreciated, thanks!) At Dad’s I hung out with Dad & my brother David at the grill. I saw Ashlynn arrive, but we both kept our distance
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