Sins of the father g

Introduction. Introduction. This is one of 13 parts. Beginning with Flight of Sin, Sins of the Father through Sins of the Father G. There are side parts, Naughty Pretty Things, Naughty Pretty Things II, Now[…]

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Christmas at the burrow

The Burrow, a ramshackle house just outside Ottery St. Catchpole, it's seven floors, hastily stacked on top of each other, bits sticking out haphazardly all over the place. Muggles that saw it would swear, jokingly,[…]

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Latex dress

Fbailey story number 193 Latex Dress When my sexy sixteen-year-old daughter said that she needed a special dress to wear up on stage for her solo during the school musical I thought to myself, “Why[…]

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Vampire erotica

I am alone and helpless, on my way home from softball practice late one night. I hear foot steps following me, but when I turn there is nothing there. Scared I start moving faster. Still[…]

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Back massage

Same old shit, different day. I finally made it home from work, having battled ignorant fools all day; whoever says working for the public is gratifying really is insane. I walk into my house, making[…]

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How i married mala

[b]Hello dear This time i will narrate about how my wedding was fixed with my wife mala. At that time i was working in Madras(chennai) and my age was 25. The event happened when I[…]

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Trendy dad

A father was very anxious to marry off his daughter so he wanted tried impress her first date. "Do you like to screw?" he asks. "Huh?!" replied the surprised young man. "My daughter, she loves[…]

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Enough time now

“Enough Time Now” 1 Jeremy Bynes doesn’t know how to say it, exactly. He has been trying to say it for minutes. Every time the sentence forms on the tip of his tongue and he’s[…]

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The dream gift

Mom raised her head and adjusted her glasses with her forefinger as I walked in. She must have been grading the papers of some unfortunate kids. She was a teacher, but at least I was[…]

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A dark night

Alana walked quickly and furtively down the deserted, brooding street that was Spinner’s End. Breathing heavily with each step, she gazed over her shoulder repeatedly, convinced she was being watched. I hate going down this[…]

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Wet dreams

The room was dark; I woke up with a start to a noise outside my window. I was wearing a scrap of fabric that I soon realized was little more than a black lace bra[…]

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