My dream of you

I find myself swimming through a mist-filled lake really remembering how I got there, to this place of magic and streamers of moss and old branches, writing the stories of their once beautiful blooming flowers[…]

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Amber at home

They were hanging out at the park. Amber, Micaiah, and a few other people. Micaiah kept playing with Ambers foot under the table, slipping his hand up her miniskirt, accidently bumping into her tits. His[…]

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Traci"story

Part 1: I am in the middle of the living room waiting for my Master. I am nude and you can see the bumps ripple over my peach skin as the ceiling fan twirls around[…]

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