My daughter nicole

My Daughter Nicole Nicole asked, “Daddy! Why is there a naked lady in your bedroom? There’s no hair on her vagina!” All that went through my mind was, “Oh shit!” Fortunately I did not say[…]

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Charity event

Karen was wearing a white dress with spaghetti straps, with white garter belt, white lace panties and tan nylons. Her long legs were made shapelier by the high heels, the beautiful figure protruded in all[…]

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Mandi part 3

It was Saturday. Finally I could see Mandi and her gorgeous body, oh those tits. I bit my lip as Ithought about her. Oh shit, what was I going to wear? I jumped up and[…]

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Daughter's duty

Duty— — — —— — — —– — — —– — — —– — — —– — — —– — — —– — — Author’s Note: This story has quite a bit of foreplay and[…]

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A rose by any other name

It was strangely cold in that sickly humid, hot, dimly lit strip club office. The worn couch she found herself uncomfortably prone upon smelled of the years worth of cheap cigars and cheaper booze consumed[…]

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Out of control

“Do you think you can really control her?” Wilma Grafton asked while glancing over at her sullen niece, Rebecca. Gwen Caine replied gently, “it really isn’t a matter of controlling her.” “What we can do[…]

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