She was in town for the summer, and he wanted her more than he ever wanted anything before, even more than the high school football championship ring on his finger, which had been the most important thing in the world to him. There were those who thought he had it all together. A handsome, muscular quarterback of his high school's football team, in a small...
GOD BLESS TITTIES!! Inside of my van... "Damn dude... shove it down her throat. Fuck... that looks good!" My gal pal, Mob Wives star, Drita D'Avanzo says, licking those delectable lips, blowing a huge slutty kiss at me. My dick is being shoved between my girl Oprah Winfrey's huge ebony melons and down her throat. My hand's on the back of her head helpin...
My name is Arthur, and I am the boss of a medium-sized engineering firm which I founded. But as I write, I am Angela sitting at home in a nice dress. The one that my wife Iris and I always refer to as That Dress. (Please note that what I am about to tell you starts some time ago, when the Internet was more limited and certain things were less available and o...
*Thank you all for viewing! I had a great time with Ch. 02 and Ch. 03 is in the works now. This is my first time writing so any helpful comments are more than welcome! This story is based purely on fiction. I hope you all enjoy it! Thanks, -Hunter* ***** The bar was crowded with tourist from all over the world and the sound of music danced in their ears...
When the hunters had come to Talia's small village asking for a volunteer to join them on the hunt she'd assumed that she was going to be used as a pack animal and probably as a maiden as well. Men had needs. To give her parents ten gold pieces in exchange for her, that was more money than they would make in three years! It was obvious they weren't simply hi...
Dragon Tales -- The Beginning To those who are reading this history, welcome. As I age, I have taken more time in my busy life to contemplate the past -- to reminisce on certain topics and even research some with which I am less familiar. As I have done this, it has occurred to me that some of my research, memories and recollections may be of interest to ot...
I was standing on Mount Lemmon looking out over the desert at the lights of Tucson that night. The night that turned my whole damn life into one wild ride. I was bored. Tired of my job, tired of my now ex-girlfriend. Tired of life in general. The only thing that was going right for me was my Hawg. A 1956 Harley-Davidson Panhead. It's not often that a pe...
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Chapter 1 Palmer McIntyre sat on his porch enjoying the morning view of the shallow valley below. The narrow-broken skyline of Gallatin, Missouri could be seen peeking between the rustling tips of lush green trees in the distance. Listening to the morning news on the old radio, a broadcast caught his attention. "This is Roger Cross with breaking news; A...