Trafficked love ch. 17

Chapter Seventeen: The Hierarchy Angel returned when her dance was over. Bishop was still there, talking with Rich. A few of Bishop’s men, obviously guards, stood by, watching the crowd. Upon approaching, one of the[…]

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Milfs – part 2

MILFs – PART 2 The morning sun felt warm on their bare skin as Constance and Betty lay on their backs by the spa’s olympic-sized swimming pool. Constance wore a skimpy lime-green string bikini that[…]

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Evolution

Click… Click… Click… Damn clock. I realized I was awake by that sound seemingly getting louder with every second. I seemed to be in a heavy fog, everything was grey, my movements sluggish. This isn’t[…]

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Becky’s school days

Becky’s School Days Becky Halewood had been attending St.Swarthmore private school since she was 10 years old. Now at 15, she had spent a great deal of these important formative years here, an especially great[…]

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Using lace pt 3

Lights flashed, whistles and rumbling music echoed off the tiled ceiling. The atmosphere of Richards Treasures rocked with sultry chaos. The establishment was packed with so many patrons it was hard to see an empty[…]

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Two sperm

Two sperm are in the body looking for the egg when one of them starts to wonder why it is taking so long. He asks the other sperm, "aren't we near the uterus yet?" "No,"[…]

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Rewind

The monochrome images on the TV screen were grainy and jerky, but there was no doubt it was me. There really wasn't anything I could say to Louise: as I was a paying guest in[…]

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Puffies

Tara looked in the mirror and admired her slim tan body. 5'7" tall, 115 lbs., blonde hair, blue eyes, and not a blemish to be found! What was drawing here stare, however, was her chest.[…]

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