Natsu estaba bastante curioso en verdad sobre qsu situacion actual en verdad estaba explorando un laberinto para buscar a un hombre que se habia extraviado como parte de una mision. No era su estilo pero estaba cerca y era un buen dinero asi que no presento queja alguna y por si fuera poco tenua la oportunidad en este increible laberinto Admitio que no esper...
A particularly sadistic gust of wind seems intent on mugging you for your hat, coat and satchel bag as you wrestle a door open to claim sanctuary from it's grabby, phantasmal fingers in the musty confines of Uncle Pete's Wonderful World of Comics and Collectables. Cursing loudly as the wind whips around catching the door and pushing it bodily back into you m...
My last good lay, Maher Osman is a strong man in every sense of the term. Six-foot-three, lean and athletic, with dark brown skin, curly Black hair and light brown eyes, this Djibouti-born stud attracts the female gaze everywhere he goes. The first time I actually laid eyes on him, I was walking through the world-famous Nicollet Mall in downtown Minneapolis,...
Valentino Amorosi usually didn’t have bad days. In school, he was all but a celebrity; prefect, straight-a student, captain of every sports team the gym teacher could sign him up for. And outside of school was no different. He had this suave, yet rugged charm (lent in part by his Italian heritage) that made the ladies swoon. His jawline could cut diamonds, a...
Step one, I exit Loblaws, where I just spent the past eight hours. Working the eleven to seven overnight shift isn't easy. I yawn as I exit the store, my dark security uniform getting wet fast as it starts to rain. Wonderful. It was dry all night and as I head home, it starts to rain. That's just the kind of luck I've got, ladies and gentlemen. I walk out of...
Another wintry day in Ottawa, the town that fun forgot. Not for the first time Laila Fatimid wondered why her parents fled their hometown of Abu Kamal, Syria, for frosty Ontario, Canada. Head down against the heavy snowfall, the young woman walked up the hill leading to her neighborhood in the Barrhaven sector. I hate Ottawa, she cursed under her breath. A c...
I had a free night tonight and so'd my friend, Brookie. You remember her, right? My submissive-in-training? Well, anyway, she came over because this is our last chance to be together before the Holidays- due to family commitments, et al. I ordered her to strip naked as soon as she walked in the front door. Now, let me take a moment to set the scene for y...
Annie pretended that she didn't know what she was doing. But she did. She knew exactly what she was doing. She pretended that she was just sitting there, in the little raised courtyard in her cousin's secluded North London back garden, with her skirt hitched up, getting some late-summer sun on her still-shapely legs. But she had placed her chair with great...
She was fondling my soft cock. I fondled her breast in return - just to respond. We hadn't heard them use the toilet, then heard them snickering. Anna snorted and murmured: "They must be going in the shower." "Um-hmm." Her fingers fondled me a little more suggestively, and she murmured: "Then they can take a shower." "Um-hmm," I agreed. Her hand was...
When Sans turned off the road, I hoped that he and Marge wouldn't be surprised to see the bulge in my pants. By now, Anna's fingers were pretty close to it, and mine, closer to her pussy. Sans parked. As we got out of the car, I helped my cock move up. I didn't have to worry about what they might think. While Sans got the blanket from the trunk, Marge starte...