Kessling

KESSLING ( a poem by Stardust 8937 –9-29-100 You tell me I can rub my fingers– my palms– on, through, and over your soft, jet-black, almost fur–hair.. And caress, touch, hold onto your shaped head[…]

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Alex and jesse

It was a sunny Friday afternoon. 17 year old Alex made his way down the wooded path. The doppled sunlight fell on his medium length light brown hair that ended in a skater's flip. He[…]

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A job like any other

‘Green suede boots is what I’ll keep my mind on’, thought Zoe and marched inside the Drake Hotel with a determined step. ‘The ones in the Tall, reaching over the knee with a half-circled hole[…]

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"shower sex"

Shower Sex By Blueheatt him… ____We laid in bed talking naked. She asked me to tell her one of my hot stories. She loved them, and they got her hot. She rated them by hot,[…]

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Unnamed – act 4, scene 5

She circles her prey slowly, catlike, smirking as the anticipation deepens in her slave's eyes, the horny younger girl squirming with arrousal, her wet thighs rubbing smoothly against each other eagerly. she calls, not looking[…]

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