Kessling

KESSLING ( a poem by Stardust 8937 –9-29-100 You tell me I can rub my fingers– my palms– on, through, and over your soft, jet-black, almost fur–hair.. And caress, touch, hold onto your shaped head[…]

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My ability 1

When I finally decided who to go as, it was about 9 o’clock. I was a 5’5” Japanese woman with ‘C’ cup breasts, sexy legs, beautiful oriental face, in a tomboy outfit. I wore baggy[…]

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Mistress

I was sitting with Daddy in the living room and he was slowly seducing me, touching me all over and kissing me. Tonight was different though… I had a surprise for him. Something that he[…]

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No more parties

really can't believe I'm writing this down, but I can't really believe I'm living the two lives I'm living right now, either. In my first life, I'm a happily married, 35-year old wife and mother[…]

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Alternate time

I am the warden of a special prison complex in central South America, and my prisoners are of a unique category owing to the nature of their crimes. The prisoners here are all attractive females…and[…]

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