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“Not that you weren’t appetizing, but I need some food.” I said to Mindy We were lying in bed together, naked. Mindy had just spent the last half hour feeding me whipped cream with her tits and pussy. Obviously, this is not your ordinary weekend in Las Vegas



Once again my account registration failed. Is there something I might be doing wrong? Would love some help with this so all of my stories can be together. My Whole Family Needed Me 3 I hardly slept


I can’t wait to get back to the condo. School has finally let out and summer is just starting, which means I have about a week of freedom before my job starts. One week at my condo alone is all I need to get ready for the summer



Author's Note: So this is my fursona. And my personal fantasy. Enjoy. I run my padded fingers through my belly fur, feeling the softness. I pant a little, squirming as I look in the mirror. My purple eyes look back at me



Please review. There are several parts to this story, but without feedback, I will just assume there is no interest. Amanda Carr was biting her nails, a nervous habit, as she used her foot to rock the car seat holding her infant son, Christopher
The Meeting Chapter One: The Beginning First let me say that the events that happened in our marriage are as accurate as memory serves. Now I will tell you a little about us and what led up to this adventure. My husband and I met in college and were married right after graduating
Be careful what you wish for You might get it if you don’t wish nicely We all come home from the bar. You are especially tired because its been a long night. You look at Ted and see that I he tired as well
My wife and I are on a date and having a great time. After an amazing dinner at a nice restuarant we decide to head to a bar for more drinks. We are already a bit tipsy when we walk in. We order drinks and get a table



Adventures of a Railfan - The Complete Series PART 1 - Danielle This is the first part of a Multi part series the covers my sexual activities with the girls in my life. Let me introduce you to myself. My name is William. Well, that's my middle name anyway



Chapter One: Get “Rich” Or Die Trying She leaned up against the brick wall of the local thrift store, close to Harrisburg Pike and Mound Street. It wasn’t the best of areas, but Angel had certainly been in worse. Her grey jean shorts, tshirt, and vest were worn
I was born in an East Asian country, and came to the US in my early 20’s as a student. Once I settled in, I bought a pretty beat up second hand car, and started my routine of going to school, shopping and cooking for myself, etc
College Girl Wallis “Brick” Bickers was heading into the parking lot at work. The local college had hired him as a building manager a few years back. The pay is good but the work can be boring. Because of the recent growth in enrollments there is very little parking
Adam and Ally had been driving all day after having taken the ferry the night before and were exhausted. They had taken turns driving and when Adam was in the passenger's seat he would slide his hands up Ally's legs and slip them under her skirt and pull her panties to the side
I grabbed my sister Sheila as she walked by where I was sitting and pulled her onto my lap. It was purely an impulsive moveor maybe not. I'd been obsessing about Sheila and my other sister Vanessa for a while. My name is Eric and I'm 16 years old
I awoke suddenly and sat up. I'd had a terrible nightmare that I’d been kidnapped. But when I moved to get out of bed and I felt an ache in my groin, my heart sank into my stomach. My nightmare had come true. All the memories of last night came flooding back to me