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Just like her mother. My wife was gone to visit family. She left a couple days ago and I haven't cleaned since she left. I was cleaning the home alone. Well, alone except for our daughter. I might as well be cleaning alone. We spoiled her when she was young

Barbara never spoke during our first encounter, after giving me all she had to offer she just clung to me as we both stood there with her face buried in my chest, we were both scared as hell

If you are against father/daughter sex involving a fictional 12 year old girl, do not read this story. Otherwise, enjoy

Emily Davis sat on her bed holding the card. Similar in size to a credit card, it was grey with the letters “VB” entwined in a holographic image in the centre, which seemed to revolve as it caught the light. It was beautiful she thought

There Can Be Only One Chapter 6 I eventually started to come out of my post climax euphoria with mum desperately trying to push me off and Cathy shouting verbal abuse at my mother

merican born, French Mother of Yvette, Marge’s Sister Henri La Grand – French Business Magnet, Yvette’s Father (Deceased) April – Texas Ranch Girl, Yvette’s Special Friend ___________________________________ This story is based on a girl I once knew, when we lived in Texas some years ago

An odd silence lays upon the country side at night. It is lonely, it is dark, it is enough to bring tears to my eyes. It confuses me. Though it is beautiful. To say it more bluntly and less poetically, it was shaping up to be a lonely summer

Legends tell of a terrible place, a place where nobody ever goes near, a place of darkness and horror. High up upon the highest of all hills, higher than even the tallest you can think of, lives a large and eerie old castle

London England 1885 “You re sure madam? We can really fuck her?” Madame De Voillet stood in her drawing room before the semi-circle of seated guests and smiled. “Yes, Sir Edgar. She is 20 years old and the daughter of one of my most valued friends

Characters are over 18 and fictional. This is my first attempt at a story of this nature. All comments, complementary or critical, are greatly appreciated. * I hated my twin sister's best friend. Her name was Jessica. When we were younger, she tormented me endlessly

and she was amazed to have woken up with her young pussy already soaking wet, she wondered if she would ever not be wet down there now that she had found out about masturbation and the feelings she could have while playing with herself and looking at that dirty magazine she found in her dad's garage

Fbailey story number 420 Sister, Girlfriend, And Fuck Buddies Veronica was sixteen years old, she could drive a car, and she had a job as a cashier at the local drug store

One day, many years ago I was shopping at A&P. And, as I rounded a corner I happened to have a cart to cart collision

This is a story about a young 12 year old boy in the UK and his sexual awaking Not to be read by persons under 18 years of age. ** WARNING ** You are about to read a story that will contain graphic sexual activity between boys and a women

Fbailey story number 402 Is This Dress Too Short, Daddy Just what every father wanted to hear from his fourteen-year-old daughter, “Is this dress too short, Daddy?” Cindy smiled at me as she walked to the middle of the living room between the television and me and faced me