Test333

“That was good, I had a little one,” She tells me groaning. “Just a little one,” I ask wondering what else I should have done. “Yes, it was basic fucking and it was good enough.[…]

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An evening out

She knelt, waiting for Master to step through the door. She’d heard the car pull into the yard, and hurried to the small pad she was kneeling on. Her heart was pounding as she knelt[…]

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The surrogate

It was driving Julie Morgan crazy! She couldn't seem to have an orgasm without first imagining herself being viciously raped by an unknown attacker. She had read all the books on female arousal, and even[…]

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Samantha's fetish

Samantha Lynn was a born nympho. Blond haired, blue eyed, early developing, she was a little sex bomb as early as 12. She started masturbating when she was nine years old. She would simply pile[…]

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Meeting curtis

It's a Tuesday night, and I'm walking home from a Narcotics Anonymous meeting in the dark. It's about six blocks from my apartment, but it seems like longer. The meeting tonight was the same as[…]

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