Lunch

The wheels on the Jaguar convertible squeal as I power through a tight curve in the road. The warm Dallas air is rushing past my ears with a howl and down the street between tall[…]

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Melody of the mountains

O, i dream her bosoms lush, sway to and fro with ev'ry thrust; our tongues entwined, yet still we blush, I hope thee tight with sweaty lust. Thy lively nipples swell and harden, fingers frolick[…]

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Washed ashore 5

When I reached the clearing, to my surprise the herd was actually there. They made soft friendly noises as I crept closer. I must have looked quite shocking; naked, tanned by the sun, my hair[…]

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Midnight

….Mom was drunk…she whispered this story to me….. …The boy had wanted to have sex with his sexy mom for a long time. She was so sexy to me. She was tall, long hot legs,[…]

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Lords of the manor

It was late summer in the year 1769 and the streets were growing quiet in industrial downtown Landstown. A carriage rattled down the street, drawing a few curious faces to look out of the pane[…]

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Vicky

Victoria; ———– Vicky is Red, White and Blue, as American as apple pie. She’s a married woman of the Islamic faith whom I have, to put it politely targeted for seduction, or putting it less[…]

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My neighbors

“Hi Robbie!” Victoria Fletcher called, as I rounded the fence that separated our front yards. “Hello Vikki,” I replied sleepily. I’d only been up for a few hours because it was summer time, and I[…]

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