She impressed the man at the agency. Although she was nearing her mid-twenties she'd pass for less than sixteen at a push, if the lighting was tasteful. Perfect for the Loving Lolita series, she was obviously legal; nevertheless she possessed sufficient charm to satiate the sweetest of appetites, and she didn't have the risibility factor of the blowsy old ta...
After being rescued by Arab tribesmen after her plane went down Lady Mary is brought to their oasis town. In the morning Lady Mary woke with first light. At first wondering where she was. A sound she recognised as a call to prayer filling the air. She had heard them on the coast too. Had there several mosques joined each other in a contest here only one bar...
Staring out of his bedroom window Bobby Ray Mullet rubbed his semi-erect cock as he watched his opposite neighbor, Susie Jackson strip to her maroon panties. She bent forward gazing at the laptop slipping into a pair of sheer pantyhose. Laying back on the bed and opening the bedside cabinet she took out a long black dildo. Sliding across the bed sitting up...
After the amazing weekend I thought things would settle back down to our usual routine. She was out working all day so I had to wait until the next weekend to go shopping with Wendy for my new wardrobe. In the meantime she allowed me to wear any of her clothes that I liked but most were a bit too big for me and Wendy had only a few dresses and skirts to choo...
A few years ago I visited Marseille in the south of France, which I consider a far more interesting holiday destination than the seal-colony Mediterranean beach resorts. My hotel was a small and friendly one, just a few yards from the Vieux Port, which due to advances in sewage technology has no trace of the smell on which Dickens comments. There are fortifi...
At seven o’clock on a Saturday morning the autoroute was virtually empty. I’d left the convoy of trucks rolling off the ferry far behind me and the few dozen cars that had been on that first boat of the day had soon dissipated leaving nothing but kilometre after kilometre of open road. My trusty Transit van and I were on our way to the alps where a friend ha...
Chapter sixteen. Fighting back part 2. Getting to work. Philip continued to buy time over the next few days, by maintaining the pretence of severing his links with his partners and clients. Meanwhile Andy pulled strings with his former police contacts and renewed his acquaintance with Superintendent Bill Torrens. Andy knew that his old friend was person...
You'd decided by the 2nd full evening of our stay at the festival that I'd had enough time to acclimatize to the openness of the people and event. You could tell by our lovemaking in our tent that night that I was highly charged by the sights and sounds surrounding us, and that I needed some taming. After we'd both climaxed, as you held me in your arms, you...
Nelly was on her back in bed with her legs in the air. Her calves were on my shoulders and I was holding onto her thighs, slowly pumping it into her. Her eyes were closed, her mouth slightly open. -Alnigh nang necks!... I stopped. -Eff dai... Who said that? It couldn't have been Nel. -Haai!... The voice was from outside, coming in through the open bedr...
When you have an unusual problem, you must be prepared to seek unusual solutions. My name is Halima Abdirahman and I'm a thirty-three-year-old Somali Canadian Muslim woman living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. The other day at Masjid during the Jummah evening prayers, something unfortunate happened. I was in the sisters corner, praying to the Maker of All...