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The Chauffeur (#41) The Limo Companies By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 Getting back into LA, my mind was buzzing about the things that I saw on the trip by various limo companies
So, here I was, standing in my best friend's room, my semi-hard cock still in her hand, a bit of my cum still on her lips and tongue. I felt as if my very life force had turned to jism and been sucked out of my cock all at once. And yet, I wanted more
A knock at the door pulled Sarah’s attention from her computer, the seemingly endless lines of code blurring as she rubbed at her eyes and took off her headphones, leaving the quiet sounds of her Spotify playlist to dance through her small office
This is not a stroke story. It's an emotionally painful romance. The only sex that approaches explicit is phone sex. Chapter 1 Tuesday The Ad: My life was lonely but safe. The safe was important to me



Hi this is raju and i am 18yrs old .My dad is such a coward he had affair with some women and he left mom.My mom is velamma 35yrs old as she is a stunning beauty she is a typical south indian women
Dan meets Ginger Dan hated to travel alone and even more he hated to go on vacation alone, but here he was winging his way to sunny Mexico on a seven days, all expenses paid holiday… alone
WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story
Here's the first chapter of my spin off series to Son's Revenge. Any new readers, you don't have to read Son's Revenge first but you can do. I've been thinking about this since I finished son's revenge 3
Claridge looked up to see Rothby enter the room,†"‬They offer the way-leave as dowry Dullard.â€" ‬Claridge suggested
I did feel bad because we were such good of friends, and she had tears in her eyes when she was running home. As the days passed, which turned into months, which turned into years, we grew more distant because of that incident, and eventually, didn’t even talk much anymore



This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, or have any affiliation with the author. AUTHORS NOTE: For the purpose of this story, Gabrielle’s age has been altered slightly so now that she is 16
The Chauffeur (#49) Christmas By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 Chapter 1 As my eyes opened on Christmas morning, I felt as if a weight had been lifted. As usual, Dakota was all snuggled into me and Jill had her back to my back



I was shaking to say the very least as I unlocked the front door. She looked at me with a devious smile and grabbed my hand and dragged me up to my room
Awakening Lisa I love all women. I truly do. Every woman has at least one attribute which is beautiful and usually there are several. It could be a curve of form or face or the softness of a look. The way she wears her clothes or the way her foot looks in a shoe
CHAPTER 4 Sheila didn’t make her deadline, but she was close. She left at 7:45, crying even worse than when I had tortured her. I guessed that sometimes you had to lose something before you realized how much it was worth to you