Pixie lust part two

He smiled. “Well now, demanding aren’t we?” He teased. “Just remember that I am here for you and not here to order you around, though some others may think of Drow that way.” “I did[…]

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My first

My First My name is David; I grew up in a pretty stable home with my sister Mary. My parents weren’t rich but they tried to give my sister and me many of the things[…]

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Cocktails

Before I begin I wanted to give you my quick profile at the time of this story so I can set the scene. I am a 25 year old white man from Northern England. Six[…]

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I was raped

Early sunday morning, I slipped on my black bra and tiniest pair of black panties, then stepped into my jean mini skirt. The image of my skirt pushed up and my thong skewed to the[…]

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A letter to my love

I don't think I've ever told you exactly how I feel when you make love to me. Kissing you sends shivers down my spine. Your lips pressing mine, our tongues lightly touching at first, teasing.[…]

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