I approached the door, set into a plain grey wall on a quiet, leafy avenue. It was exactly 12.45, I pressed the intercom button, the door catch clicked open immediately, and a female voice from the speaker said, 'Welcome, come in.' I pushed the door, opening into a subdued hallway. At the other end, silhouetted by a dim red light against the top of a cast i...
Jess's eyes were closed tightly. Her hands clinched in to fists and pulled against her restraints, which kept her securely fastened to the bed. She would have exclaimed in delight about how much she loved the thick cock currently slamming in and out of her wet pussy, if there wasn't a latex dildo fucking her mouth. At this moment all she could think about...
First off, and most importantly, I don't want the title of this to offend people. Specifically I don't want the term "closeted" to offend those out there who have struggled or are struggling to come to grips with who they are at a pure, base level and have had to deal with the slings, arrows, hardships and violence that entails with that journey. I do not wi...
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