It's surreal for the trio to see her excitement build with every step she takes. Less than ten seconds in on him, Gracelyn flings her size 6 1/2's off to the side and works her feet under his shirt with haste so she can knead at his stomach with her toes. 'This girl definitely knows what she's doing,' Brian thinks to himself. He can't feel her weight, but s...
"How was that?" Christie asks. "Ohhhhhh, fuck me that was so amazing!" Gracelyn replies. "I'm a total mess, but my God was it so worth it!" "I am so happy to hear it," Christie says with a smile, intentionally playing on the girl's word usage. She walks across her stomach to the floor, turning to offer her a hand up, "Shall we get you cleaned up?" Gracely...
She said, "Hello Sir, can I come in?" while looming in at the edge of the door in her neatly laced, bright pink saree that barely covered her midriff, leaving swaths of body to be touched and played with when left to any man's imagination. She almost leaned towards the door as if she was trying to strike a sexy pose, with her breasts heaving and pressing on...
On one of the few times that he was able to get away from the pack den, Kaen strolled through the woods, his thoughts on everything else except on Ryan and those damned machines that he had been ordered to work upon. He walked slowly, hands deep in his pockets, the scars in his face a little worse since he had been in a few fights and his hair hung loose cov...
Mark took off his helmet and collasped on the shabby red couch in the breakroom, taking care not to disturb his tender area below. Miss Scarlett had been especially rough with him the night before, having forgotten to pick up her dry-cleaning, and he was paying for it now with every step he took. That punishment, the Shinra grunt knew, would be nothing compa...
I was running late due to traffic. I just managed to check in at the Airport and ran through the queues at security. As I hurried along, to my departure gate, I could see the last passengers going though the doors. "Last call for passengers on flight FR338," echoed the woman's voice from the intercom. I waved to her to let her know I was coming. I walked u...
The Chef becomes a Domme (The Dominatrix Series) I had been taking Dominatrix lessons from Mistress Katrina for months. Being an Alpha Female Russian woman, control came easily to me. I am, and have always been a healer, though. My intention is "Do no Harm", it is part of the Wiccan Crede. So my training had emphasis on getting the client to explore their...
Here is something I wrote whilst recovering from recent surgery. I hope you like it! Greg twisted his solid six foot frame in his airline seat, putting his feet in the aisle to allow the grey haired lady, to whom he'd given his allocated window seat, to take her fourth trip to the restroom in three hours. Each time, she had managed to trample on his feet...
Preface: It is helpful to read "Only because there's still blood on the blade" in my other writing. My boots were silent as I glided across the damp grass. I walked between the rows of headstones, hearing the voices from beneath the surface of the earth. The dead have a lot more to say that most of the living. They don't mind me being here, trampling throug...
Birds chirped and flew about overhead. The valley itself was rather serene and calm. Down below a village rested. One of many in the area. Donna Southen sat up from where she'd been leaning back on the largest of the three tanks. The Captain hadn't wanted to take them any further to the village. No sense in trampling over the fields and crops. And so here sh...