Flying kites

A guy is outside in his front yard attempting to fly a kite with his son. Every time the kite gets up in the air, it comes crashing down. After this goes on for a[…]

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Nineteen and counting.

Nineteen and Counting. ————– Her delicate left hand was travelling erratically over her own soap drenched body, while her right was applying flat, concentric, experienced motions over her puffy engorged pleasure center, radiating its exaggerated[…]

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Fisting the flippers

As usual, after a game played against such a terrible football team as the Flippers, the Lighting Bolt cheerleaders were in a great mood. Not only did their team easily win the game, but now,[…]

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You win, elf

This is the sixth story of a much longer story arc, which is best read in the order of the List at the end. Translation of German words or phrases at the end. However, I[…]

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My first boyfriend 8

Dinner was ready when we got downstairs. It was almost seven o’clock when we were finished eating and the dishes were cleared. For that time of year there was probably less than an hour of[…]

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Into the woods

"We'll be back by nine mum," Julia shouted as we set off into the woods. It was a warm summer Friday evening, and we were going to have a look at her secret hiding place.[…]

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