A visitor

A Visitor By Kitten D’Ville I stood in the living room and yawned, having just awoken. About to touch the computer’s mouse, I was stopped when I heard a knocking at the door. Thinking that[…]

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Butterscotch part 4

10:00 pm So there we both were on the London Underground; our faces luridly painted, our bodies clad in black satin and lace, in leather and tartan, in silver and steel. I had never looked[…]

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Tablitha and mark (part 1)

Tablitha kissed his cheek, her soft lips tickling his little hairs. Mark smiled cuddling tight to her, his lips puckering against her cheek softly, stroking his fingers gently through her long red hair. She smiled[…]

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Punish me

I knelt there waiting, in the mess of my own arousal. The hot wetness all over my legs still flowed slowly from between my thighs. I whimpered pitifully, neglected waiting for the next assault to[…]

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