The Metamorphosis of Lady Barbara Solange Minney Ch. 2 Oh oh oh Oh God, Oh ooooooh - Tell him to stop.… No doooooooooon'tt. Oh please stop NO no no Oh its marvellous oh yesss I want it, tell him to fuck mmmmeeeeeeeee. Oh pleeeeeease ooh, arghhhhhh...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrggh .OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH YEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS." Lady Barbara shook with her orgas...
Edited by Angel Love Chapter 1 "Wish I could go sight seeing instead of attending this dumb convention!" Mark thought as he stepped into the lobby of the famous San Antonio El Palacio Hotel. His boss in Seattle set his foot down on this particular trip, knowing Mark would do everything to get out of going to yet another convention. His boss knew that Sou...
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My name is Manuel Vasquez Johnson. A big and tall young man of Black and Spanish descent living in the City of Detroit, Michigan. I was born in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts. On the first day of February 1987. My father James Johnson is originally from the island of Jamaica and my mother Estella Vasquez is from the Republic of Spain. Just a pair of imm...
The Askel that Lady Vere spoke of was the same wicked blond man-boy who had accompanied her to my chambers. He grinned at the sight of me, all teeth and gums . His eyes skipped up and down my body, settling to ogle at my breasts, in that moment of naughty joy seemed far more boy than man. I could hardly blame him for looking. Hatha seemed determined to keep...
What's up people? Stefano Saint-Mathieu here. Technically, I'm supposed to leave work around seven in the morning but I almost never do. The bus heading to Nepean stops by the Bank Street building where I work overnight security around six thirty five, and I try my best to catch it. Otherwise I'd have to wait for the next one at six forty five, and in the fr...
The name is Sammy. I'm a six-foot-tall, dark-skinned, sixty-something Black man living in Washington D.C. For thirty five years, I've been a part of the White House janitorial staff. You won't believe the things I've seen and done in my time. Presidents of the United States of America come and go but the staff is one of the few constants in the White House....
Lorelei rolled gently as she dropped off another load of dishes. Her calves ached, but she had to hurry. They needed more help on the floor. Charlie had been sick for a couple days, so no one was surprised when he called in. Then Gerry couldn't be reached, probably because Pantera was playing at the Agora. But couldn't Roger have found another busboy somewhe...
Long before I ever heard the term Yuppie I guess I was one. I don't think it would make a good country western song title but I'll cop to it. At the time of this story I probably had twenty five or twenty six suits in my closet, at least that many pairs of shoes, a brand new Thunderbird, a year old motorcycle and a three year old Corvette. I was a charter me...
I was really looking forward to making my first documentary film, being that I had barely finished college. This would also mark the first time that I would ever go to South America to study the tribes. I left along with two others, a 56 year old male film maker, and a 34 year old female professor. We really didn't know where this tribe was settled and we w...