Nineteen and counting.

Nineteen and Counting. ————– Her delicate left hand was travelling erratically over her own soap drenched body, while her right was applying flat, concentric, experienced motions over her puffy engorged pleasure center, radiating its exaggerated[…]

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Jayne the genie (2)

My eyes started to open. Light pouring in from my window, I stretched, yawned, and turned my head to my clock which read 11:15. I thought about it, but couldn’t remember what day it was.[…]

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Work night hook up

She smoothed her skirt and touched up her lipstick. She looked stunning. Her chocolate brown hair was in a loose bun and a few natural waves framed her oval face. Her green eyes her accented[…]

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The dancer

The screaming, yelling, and clapping of two hundred crazed women, combined with the relentless beat of a hard rock CD, never failed to get Rolando whipped into a frenzy before he hit the stage! Dressed[…]

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Skinned knees

It was Sunday, a full day off from work. That meant I had the whole day to devote to my other job, the one I should have concentrated on years ago. I planned to do[…]

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