Enema and kinky sex
There's a girl. She's standing in the corner. The
first thing you notice is that her finger is in her
ass. She's dressed in a schoolgirl uniform, her
skirt is tucked into her belt at the back and her
knickers are around her ankles. It's then that
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Sexjob offer
“I have clients, males and females. who would pay very well to have you.”
“Very tempting, very,” I told her aroused at the thought.
A week later Ada phoned me to follow up.
“We need to take some photographs of you if you want to take up
..continue reading My Horny Night Alone
Late one night, I was tired and wanted to sleep. I wobbled on exhausted legs into the bathroom after a long, restless day. I stood over the toilet, doing my business. I flushed and turned around heading upstairs.I went upstairs and undressed down to
..continue reading The boyfriend's dad fucking me
Tamera West slouched in an easy chair, watching an old Tarzan repeat on the television and eating an apple. Her thoughts weren't on the screen, but on her date for that night, Eddie McDonald, a big, handsome boy, with craggy features like James Colbu
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Total Control
A few weeks ago my wife, Bonnie, and I made a bet on
something we were both absolutely certain we were
right about. The bet was for one evening of whatever
the winner wants - total control.
I won, and Bonnie was appalled. I am always trying to
..continue reading The Fetish Series
Cheesy music pumped through the air, vibrating the walls of the small
apartment. Then, as the credits faded away, the boom chicka boom boom
of the theme music disappeared.
Silence.
A beer can ricocheted off the wall, flew through the air, bounced
..continue reading Girls will be boys in the service
Our barracks was for women only and a bunch of us had become close friends. A few of the girls had started to date some of the men on base, but a few have also come back from dates with horror stories that they have been gang banged or at least “a
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