We looked at each other across the breakfast table and sipped our coffee. Neither of us wanted to be the first to speak, but both of us had a lot to say and I guess neither of us knew where to begin. Monica had somehow unwittingly become the center piece in a gangbang the previous evening and even though it should have been obvious to her from the way I had...
The stunning blond "Lisa Porter" pulled into the parking area of the small town shit motel called the "Stikkit Inn" named after the local scumlord, "Lyle Stikket". She knew of the place, even stayed there a few times in her younger days. Since marrying Michael Porter her choice of lodging improved immensely. Parking her White Corolla in front of the room giv...
Local Police Officers, "Gates" and "Dixon" hadn't said a word to Monica since her arrest for indecent exposure. Facsimile arrest that is. No Miranda Rights read at least. Still, she was locked in the back seat of their Squad Car with handcuffs binding her wrists behind her back. Naked. She didn't know whether to laugh, smile, cry, or beg for mercy. After al...
As promised Monica Gift made her way down to the Dolphins Den Carwash. Her paramour of the day Wade Hawkins whose Dad owned the establishment worried that she might not show up. Ever since the day he met and won a full sized bed from Dave Calahan's Mattress store he had been given the chance to tap young Monica on her terms. Namely, set the bed up in a Carwa...
This is a freaky pregnant woman fuck parody... It ain't real. This is a freaky fuck parody about me getting the women of the TV show Friends pregnant... It takes place in 2002... Enjoy my fellow freaks. The Village Lower Manhattan, New York 2002 I was chillin' sitting at home with my girl, Rachel. We were smoking some weed and watching TV. I was rubbing...
Back at the "Stikkit Inn" Hotel. - As soon as Monica, Lisa, and Ryan enter the Hotel Room Monica turns to Ryan and lifts her shirt over her head. Then her sweat pants came off. "See my battle scars?" Monica frowns. Ryan steps back to see over twenty separate hickies gracing her body from neck to toe. "Damn Monica. That's a lot of bruising. How do you pl...
"Man, would I ever like to fuck that!" I was standing next to him at the bar and I turned to see who he was looking at. Couldn't blame him when I saw where he was looking; she was tall, well built and blonde and easily the best looking woman in the place that night. She was also the biggest slut. What the man next to me didn't know was that he could fuck h...
Friday evening. The night before the High School Slave for a Day Charity auction. Monica Gift needed a bit of downtime after the events she had achieved this week. Between yearbook photos, challenging her Braless Brigade of slutty followers, dealing with a lusty photographer, body painters, and counselling warring lovers, she required this simple pleasure....
Sabrina looked at her calendar, it was mid-June already and she was eagerly anticipating the weekend with her husband at Indianapolis with Janice and her team, she got wet these days just thinking about it. Her husband Paul was quieter about it, and she was worried that he may back out... On reflection Sabrina decided that she would be mightily pissed at him...
Wishy Pencildick was an investment banker of note. He liked to hold a piece of the action personally when someone was funding a new exciting business, and that was exactly what the lawyers, Smelliam Fart, and Hasta Toot were presenting to him today. Airlines come and go. But an airline where everyone rode nude, catering to the swingers of the world, was si...