My friend izzy

My Friend Izzy For those who have read any of my other stories, each one is fiction. Not complete fiction actually, to tell the truth. Firstly, the main character is certainly not fictitious, and nor[…]

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Bad vicki

Vicki bounced into the room with her usual energy. Her plaid skirt flitting up slightly as she did and her breasts straining against the fabric of her white cotton blouse. Her pig tails bounced on[…]

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My angel—

A loud moan resounded in the room and echoed, in the room were two panting females, one was on top of the older woman. Their bodies taut and covered in a sheen of sweat. The[…]

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