Chloe Ashley Anderson was a farm girl from northern Minnesota who was a virgin when she enrolled in the prestigious aerospace engineering program at the University of Minnesota on a full academic scholarship. Because of the accelerated college level courses she had completed while still in high school she was chosen by her academic advisor to tutor the schoo...
Housekeeping Forty minutes later I'm kneeling at Their feet, holding a serving tray high above my bowed head. Making breakfast of real food that I could smell is horrible torture. Slaves eat porridge made from dog food and whatever dead critters are found washed up on the beach. It's hard to swallow your drool when you've got a rubber dick jammed down your...
Ricordo ancora benissimo le ultime parole della mia, purtroppo ex ragazza ieri notte, mentre mi sferrava l'ennesimo schiaffo. Io e lei non stiamo più insieme da oltre un anno, da quando mi ha scaricato perché secondo lei, ero un codardo. Non avevo le palle, diceva sempre. Ma io la amo ancora, e da allora ho provato più e più volte a riconquistarla. E' finita...
Isn't everyone tired of the war between the BtB writers and their fans versus the erotic Loving Wives writers and their fans? Aren't you sick of how toxic it makes Loving Wives for all of us? Hasn't the "fun" of hurling filthy sophomoric insults at me and others become a bit boring? I have a suggestion of how to end the war so that neither side loses face an...
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As we drove out to the drive-in that evening, I kept glancing over to Jean, who grinned wickedly the whole way. Her nipples were standing erect thru her translucent blouse, and once at a stop light, she pulled her mini skirt up to show me her pussy. I groaned, "You better stop that, or we'll never make it to the movie!" "We can't have that, I'm looking forw...
Her heart pounded in her chest and it startled Anya awake with a heavy gasp. Her back arched and her mouth fell open as she opened her eyes to look around her. She was in her bedroom, on her own bed, at Vorhees. Sunlight shined through her window and she smelled a hint of something woodsy, and mint from nearby. Stretching her body, toes to fingertips, she wa...
Sono masochista da anni, da quando ero bambino per quanto ricordo, anche se solo dopo i 12 anni il desiderio si è fatto più forte, ora ne ho 22, ho sempre avuto questo genere di desideri e ho cercato sempre di esporre le palle nei litigi con la ragazze, non riesco più a prendere colpi da quando avevo 16 anni, uno solo a 18, ma nulla più poi. Il desiderio in...
It was a good thing that she was tied up when she spotted Mr. Hughes enter the dining room late in the afternoon. Otherwise, she would have clawed his damned eyes right out of his ethereal skull. Her eyes burned with her anger, and she ached, her whole body was one big ball of ache now that she'd been left this way all day. The men and women at the table had...
Chapter 2: The Emerging Evil "Over here Captain, sir!" A slightly excited soldier shouted. "Three Knights of Faith tents!" Immediately after the new Lord of the Knights of Faith was supposed to be formally installed a search party was send for him and his escorts. Knights of Faith were never late, so problems were suspected. The King send part of his pers...