My horny mom prt3

"How long have you fantasized about a sexual relationship with your mother, Walter?" Margaret Kelly asked. "Is that what she told you?" Walter raised his eyebrows. "That I fantasized about it?" "Is there something else[…]

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Phoenix ch 14

“God, just look at that!” Tanya exclaimed as she stared at the Tri-d. Her darling little daughter was lying in the middle of the street, gunned down by that psycho who had been chasing her[…]

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Karma.

Fifty hour week. Fifty hours of mind numbing financial calculation. Fifty hours in the shittiest cubicle of a shittier office with no heating system because Walter Sheridan is too fucking tight to install one. After[…]

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Suspenders

NOTE: To all of my British readers, I realize that you call women’s garter belts suspenders. However here in America we call suspenders the elastic things that hold our pants up. One more thing while[…]

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Remember me?

When I was sixteen years old, one my dad’s old drinking buddies said to me, one day, “Son, you probably don’t realise it now, but these are the best years of your life. Once you[…]

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