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Die junge Pastorin

by Hirnfotze on Mar 30, 2015
Non-English (dated)

Schon nach dem ersten Semester Geografie wusste Jasmin Graumann, dass dies nichts für sie war. Sie wechselte ins Fach Theologie und spürte, dass sie ihre Bestimmung gefunden hatte. Und nun wurde die Neunundzwanzigjährige mit den strahlenden blauen Augen und den dunkelblonden, meist zu einem Pferdeschwanz gebundenen mittellangen Haaren als Pastorin zur Anste...

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Veronikas Tagebuch

by studium on Aug 6, 2019
Non-English (dated)

Samstag 12.Juli 2018 Liebes Tagebuch. Heute bin ich achtzehn geworden. Papa, Mama, meine Freundin Beate haben mir einen Schönen Tag bereitet. In der Gemeinde bekam ich eine Predigt von James und bin so froh, dass ich durch Jesus dem Weg zu Gott gefunden habe, Der Glauben gibt meinem Leben Sinn. Ich brauche keinen ****, keine Kosmetik und keine aufreizende Mo...

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Wenn aus Spass ernst wird

by killkenny2 on Apr 22, 2025

Die kleine Maria ist gerade 18 Jahre alt geworden. Mit ihren blond Haaren und ihrer perfekten Figur, ist sie eine Augenweide. Ist ist zwar nur 1,63 m groß, aber obwohl sie sehr zierlich ist hat sie schöne C-Körbchen. Maria möchte heute etwas erleben. Da passtes es sehr gut, dass ihre Eltern für ein paar Tage verreist sind. Diese Zeit wollte sie in vollen Züg...

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Queen Yavara Ch. 50

by White_Walls on Jun 9, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Part Fifteen: Who You're Meant to Be Chapter Fifty ZANDER "Make way for the queen!" the crier yelled. One goblin rang a bell, another blared a farting trumpet, a third struck a snare with a military cadence, and the crowd roared with laughter. "Make way for the queen!" The crier yelled again. The trifecta of successive noises sounded, and the laughter an...

Korean Adventures: Jae Sung

by bethcookie on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

So, it all started with my job teaching English to Korean business men. I'd been doing it for over two years, and knew the usual type: the adjosshi. 50ish; married; two kids in middle school; drinking soju after working a 14 hour day; kissing the arses of their boss and customers; generally nice, but aging, boring, and miserable. Then, I met Jae Sung. I wa...

Undercover

by wer_will_das_wissen on Apr 29, 2025

Irgendwann war ich hier über eine Geschichte gestolpert die von einer jungen Polizistin handelt die undercover im Rotlichtmilieu ermittelt. Geschrieben wurde sie von „Saunawelt“ vor einigen Jahren. Ich hoffe „er“ oder „sie“nimmt es mir nicht übel wenn ich diesen Gedanken ungefragt wieder aufnehme. Was bisher geschah. Bettina ist Polizistin, **** blond, hübsc...

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The Wishing Star Ch. 02

by Max332 on Apr 14, 2020
Fetish

Sarah felt wonderful waking up. She did not know why, but she felt like a huge weigh had been lifted off her soul. She stretched in her bed and sat, not daring to stand up yet. She decided to browse a bit on Internet, and grabbed her phone by the side of the bed. She smiled, seeing that she had received messages from both Alison and Melody on their group co...

The Timestop Gift Ch. 02

by Ravensing on Apr 3, 2019
Erotic Couplings

Monday 12/03/18, 11:15pm. "Fuck..." John said as he paced back and forth in his room. He hadn't been able to get Amy off his mind. Ever since he fucked her and left her he had this nagging fear in the back of his mind. Why had he done that? It had felt great at first. Dominating her and doing what he wanted. But that feeling had faded pretty quickly as the h...

Weekend in the Woods Ch. 02

by SubHol on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

I woke up Holly at about 11:30am on Saturday morning. “Holly, wake up,” I prodded her with my finger in her side. She moaned and slowly opened her eyes. “Huhh? “She mumbled and came to consciousness, remembering that happened yesterday. She immediately perked up and gave me her full attention. “Here, Hol. Take some painkillers and drink this,” I said as...

Slapstick Sunday

by Frisky George on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Kate and I were relieved as we closed the front door on the last guests to leave our Bar-be-que party. It was about 11.15pm on Sunday night and we had been feeding and entertaining friends and relatives since 2.00pm that afternoon. Don't get me wrong; we'd had a fantastic day with everyone enjoying the day in our back garden. There were plenty of games lik...