CH. 2 :HUSBAND , BEND OVER & PART THY NETHER CHEEKS !!! Her ringing , humiliating command was heard all over the field “Husband, bend over the Punishment Table, bare thy delectable, horny bum & part thy nether cheeks for Thy Royal Monarch’s Pleasure !!! Immediately!!! Do it now, boy !!!!” The sweet girlish voice, the Commanding tone, the embarrassing Orde...
The next morning I was awakened when the phone rang. I rolled over, my husband had not come home. Looking at the clock it was 6 A.M. My god who could that be, I thought. "Hello," I answered the phone. "Morning Dani," It was my husband. "I wanted to catch you before you left for work." "WHERE WERE YOU YESTERDAY?" I was pissed. "Do you know what day it was...
His strong arms begin to position me on the bed so he has the best advantage of viewing my full body. He puts me where he wants me. Gently raising my dress, he glides his hand over my smooth legs. His hands stop short of my crotch and he watches me as he lifts the hem of the red dress to take a peek. "Still there?" I ask him... "Oh yeah," He grins and beg...
I do love the look in a plump white chick face as I drill my big black cock up her tight asshole. It's absolutely priceless, folks. If you don't believe me, then you ought to try it sometimes. Presently, I'm introducing my pal Amanda Thorne to the fine art of butt-fucking. Truth be told, she's been begging for it lately. She's a big and tall young white woma...
Clyde made sure he recorded everything as Fox-Janner greeted the soft blonde, not with a kiss, but a harsh slap about the face; he then virtually dragged the distressed nymph up the stairs, his cock poking up and lifting the black silk. In the bedroom he ordered her to strip, and with just her panties on, he pulled her down on to her knees by her long blonde...
"There is no needle...so there is no pain." -Aeon Flux "My problem is that...it's consuming me. I don't think I can deal with this shit. And I think the only way to feel better is to come clean." Steve is flustered. This is not an uncommon occurrence. Over the few years I've known him, I've learned that this frustration of his is an unfortunate side effect...
Imagine the two of us on a day hike into the winter hills. We pack light and travel fast, confident that our unquenchable energy and thirst for each other will sustain us as we explore the dark and mysterious wood. We follow a secluded path along a winding and neglected trail. Crunching through the twisted, snow-capped brush, we trudge silently along. Ene...
By the close of the Achaemenid Empire, there was a great movement across the plains of this side of Armenia, and with it a new age and a new leader. I'd already heard of Alexander III of Macedon, having come from the west already myself, and I was learning that his name was well firmed with the powers here, too. The man had even been made a Pharaoh in Egypt!...
There were once a lot of dumb people in this world. I'm amazed by this more and more every day that goes by. In all of nature, nothing that exists acts against its own best interests. Animals and plants do all that they can to ensure their own survival. All of these life forms follow the same basic plan. Self-improvement, reproduction and the furtherance of...
The Keeper of the King's Bedchamber was a middle aged Grumandrian woman, with long, quite greasy hair, and a worn face. She had been beautiful once, her features showed it, but her skin was marked with experience, and the furrows and crevices of worry ran across her face. In fact she had been much used by the King herself in the past, back in Grumandria and...