Beginning a new day in the arms of his Valentine was the best, and Patrick decided the family embrace in the kitchen with Michael in the middle increased his joy. The young boy was still babbling on in Danish, and he caught a slightly distorted version of his name. "Jeg kan kalde ham pap-Patrick. Pappatrick, Pappa-trick, nej Pappa. Er det OK, tror du far?"...
Note: English isn't my mother tongue so have that in mind when reading, but I tried my best. Sorry for the grammar mistakes and all that jazz; be kind about it or better yet, let me know what I'm doing wrong in a respectful way. I will be publishing more often... at least for this series. Hope you enjoy! *** "Our star judge finally dares to show up!" Kenda...
My legs were wrapped around his hips; my eyes were watering, and locked on his. And the driver reviver Tarzan was between my thighs, swinging me back and forth as I hung suspended, wrapped in the lianas trailing down from the jungle canopy high above us. He was swinging me so that his humungous dick sunk into me to the hilt on each swing forward, then nearly...
Dear Readers, It's been a really long time since I posted and I promised that I would put pen to paper, so to speak, before the end of this year, This may not get posted until after the new year, but the sentiment is still there. It's time for me to start to keep my promises... especially those that I've made to myself. Thank you for all of your comments an...
*** "--------------------------" Chapter One: Home Alone with a Statute "--------------------------" Janie was home alone. Her husband was off on another lengthy business trip and she was so horny that at times she could not think straight. She stayed in bed and started rubbing her breasts. It felt so good that it was almost like being with her man on a...
Note: English isn't my mother tongue so have that in mind when reading; I tried my best tho. Anyway, sorry for the grammar mistakes and all that jazz; be kind about it tho, or better yet, let me know what I'm doing wrong in a respectful way. ***** "FUCK! I'M GONNA..." Kendall gasps painfully, body arching over the bed; balls tight to his taint, all will l...
"I think he's signaling to you, sugar." I'd stopped to talk to the two guys who regularly positioned themselves at the corner of 4th Street Northwest in Albuquerque and the alley in which I temporarily resided in a cardboard carton. I hadn't been there long following a relocation from Las Vegas and, although I'd found some work as a gofer on a high-rise con...
My name is Brock. I'm a 25-year-old, average guy. I lift weights a lot, so I have jacked arms and generally a bodybuilder's physique. Girls usually love my body and I get hit on a lot at the gym, but I'm actually gay. Nothing gets me harder than a guy who is more muscular and bigger than I am, preferably someone with a big, muscular bubble butt and huge arms...
I had both the advantages and curses of being a rock star. I could afford to go anywhere I wanted on the spur of the moment or as the mood hit me, but if a mood hit me that would land me in the tabloids, I'd better be prepared to go to the ends of the earth. The mood had hit me to get the most exotic and total fuck that I could find by the most talented cock...
Monique had been incredibly easy. She had a sophistication that couldn't be counted on from nearly anyone but the French, and she was of an age and financial status that made it seem like she was the one taking advantage. She was easily in her late forties, but she had been very nicely pampered; she'd kept her looks and figure and had the appetites that help...