Pyjama-Party Betty, sie ist die 18-jährige Tochter eines Antiquitätenhändlers. Alter Geld-Adel, was in Trier schon etwas heißt, denn neben Künstlern, Studenten und Leuten, die in Luxemburg arbeiten aber im günstigeren Trier leben, gibt es nur noch die Gruppe, die vom Tourismus leben. Trier gilt als die älteste Stadt in Deutschland, gegründet als römische Gar...
Alisa hatte mir mal wieder vorgeworfen, dass ich Fremd gehen würde, sie schimpfte herum, weil ich mit einem netten Mädchen in der Bar ein paar Worte gewechselt hatte, worauf hin sie ihr eine gescheuert hatte und mich angebrüllt. Wir sind nach Hause gegangen und ins Bett. Ich war sauer und machte mir Sorgen, wie es dem Mädchen gehen würde, dass Alisa ins Gesi...
"Wakey, wakey Illyanna." Anna woke up with a start. Her Captor leaning over her, his lips in a glaring grin that showed his teeth and his cold eyes staring straight into her soul. He was again in his white robe with white hood hiding half of his face. "Time for Round Two. Today they all get toys." Anan tried to move away from him but realized she was bou...
He had walked into her shop every day for several weeks, always smiling at her, she had begun to smile back recently, he worked in the shop next to hers and always said Hi as he walked past, then one day he began opening the shop early, about the same time she opened up hers.... they began chatting more.... he found out she was called Kassey, at least to her...
??? . Aufstehen, liebes du bist spät dran du hast verschlafen. Ich schrecke hoch und sehe mich um ich sitze in meinem Bett und versuche mich an den Traum zu erinnern, den ich gerade hatte, aber da war nichts. Anna. Na egal so wichtig ist es mir dann auch nicht. Ich steige aus dem Bett als die Tür vor mir auf ging und Mutter hierher kam. Murmeln. Oh du siehst...
The air tastes different now that it's autumn. It's crisper somehow, full of the promise of ripeness and decay. I sigh out a lungful and my breath catches at the end. Tears well at the corners of my eyes. There's a palpable melancholy on the cemetery grounds. The silence is so perfect it's as though the world has been muted. I hesitate at the top of the step...
Molly's Feeding is not over yet: Molly sat silently in the car beside her Master. She was still very unsure of what he expected of her, and glad he seemed to be giving her some time to learn. She knew, without thinking, that she would to anything he asked of her, but she was unsure what he expected her to do without being asked. She felt herself flush sligh...
DerNachbar Kapitel eins Gegenüber 13Uhr am Sonntag als meine Tür aufplatze, meine Mutter am Türrahmen stand. Stecke ich mein Kopf breiter unter mein Kissen. Hörte ich die Stimme meiner Mama: Kevin aufstehen, mein Gott nur am Pennen. Du weisst doch heute ist Martin Geburtstag. ICH WIRF DAS KÜSSEN ZURÜCk.. HAAR Scharf an meine Mutter vorbei. Kevin: Ne Mama ich...
Welcome to this story. I am not very good at English so I apologize for any mistakes. I am in my room at my parents' house, the house where I have lived until now. The alarm clock goes off. I am awake. Today is a big day for me. I am going to a new city to attend university. A university where I will be the only male. All the other people are futa. The thoug...
She lay limp, spent and used beyond belief. Anna was covered in cum. It dripped from between her legs, a mixture of man and woman's. She had been used over and over. She did not believe her own body's reaction to this forced assault. Anna had liked it. No, she had loved it! Already she wanted more, remembering the joy of orgasm. Yesterday she had been a virg...